After four kids, ten moves and nearly two decades, we are still blissfully in love (most of the time) and I found myself back in the state I was born and raised in. It has definitely been a journey. In fact, on our 18th anniversary we pulled the last of our stuff up over the pass and into Montana, leaving our surprise love, Idaho, behind. But Montana is a great place. The last best place according to some. And we fully intend to explore as much of it as we can! Join us on our continued adventure through life, love and other stuff that comes with it.

Wednesday, January 5, 2011

Grace has a loose tooth

Grace came home from school today with a very loose tooth.  It's loose enough that it's annoying, but it's got another day at least before it comes out.

Tonite at bed time she was having tooth drama.  It hurt and it felt weird and she wanted it out now.  There were even tears to go with the whine.

So daddy went and got a tool for the job.*

Calla came in to see what all the commotion was about.  She didn't like it one bit.  In fact, she tried to take daddy's wrench away saying, "You're going to kill my sister!  That's what you are going to do!"

Frankly, I don't blame her.

It probably would have done the job.  But Calla was right.  That kid can put it like it is.

*No, daddy wouldn't use a giant crescent wrench to get a tooth out of a kid.  However, daddy did succeed at getting the drama to stop.  That was kind of the point.  Yay for daddy!

1 comment:

Aimee said...

My favorite part of all of this is a) that he's holding the baby in the other arm and b) the expression on the baby's face. LOL!