All he wants for Christmas...

Somehow this is the second reference I've made to Christmas today -- think I'm ready for Arizona to cool off already??!!

Fisher is now officially toothless. Last Thursday he had wiggled one of his top front teeth so loose that he had it completely turned backwards and sideways. Don't ask me how, but he did. But the blasted thing would not come all the way out. It looked so disgusting and he was begging me to stop trying, so I just turned the darned thing back around and he went to bed. The next day he went to a friend's house and apparently his friend's dad couldn't handle the tooth just hanging there. So he pulled it out. Fisher fell asleep on the couch that night and didn't put his tooth under his pillow, so the Tooth Fairy couldn't come (it had nothing to do with her forgetting, mind you).


The next morning Emma was dorking around trying to put her finger in the gaping hole left by the missing tooth. Fisher started to bite down and Emma yanked her finger out, taking most of the other front tooth with her. Fisher came running to me with blood all over his teeth saying "Emma pulled my tooth out!" The second tooth was BARELY wiggling the day before. So I give Fish a cup of water and a paper towel and tell him to rinse out his mouth and stop the bleeding with the towel. Not a minute later I hear Fisher yelling (and for those of you who know Fisher, this is not hard to imagine) "OH MY GOODNESS!!" The second tooth had come out while he was trying to stop the blood.


So the Tooth Fairy got a two-fer Saturday night and left Fisher $5 for his two teeth.

FHE Shortcut

It was 5:45 this Monday evening. Dinner was eaten and cleaned up. Yummy French Vanilla (ironically made with Mexican vainilla) was in the ice cream maker. But I had yet to come up with our Family Home Evening lesson. (What, doesn't EVERYONE plan the dessert before the lesson???) I had no idea what we were going to do.

I started rifling through my cabinet of former sharing time props/lessons, binders full of ready-made lessons, but nothing was popping. I saw the children's songbook in my stack and pulled it out. Bingo! It was the best FHE ever! We each chose two or three songs we like and we sang them (a capella, mind you). After each song we talked about the lesson that particular song taught. It was so great! We talked about how music can help us learn about Christ's gospel, and when we are singing it is its own type of worship.

Anyway, it was such a great lesson. So simple, but I think it carried a powerful message too. I love it when it works that way :).

Just plain rudeness...

We're driving in the car today and a song by Taylor Swift comes on the radio (Jarad chose the station). Emma asked who was singing and Jarad comes back with this wit:

"Someone who's closer to your age than to your mom's."

I know I'm no spring chicken anymore, but really. Do we have to rub it in so???