Tooth Fairy Plans

Teeth are a big part of our discussions around here lately. And I need to take some more pictures of Reese with her most recent subtraction before it grows back. Tonight, as I was tucking the girls in, we were talking about teeth yet again.

Because Drue handles most things differently than Reese, I pondered aloud, "I wonder what Drue will be like when she starts losing her teeth?". Meaning, I wonder how she will react, etc.

Reese took the question literally and smiled big showing her one big gap in the front and said, "She'll be like me!".

Apparently, both girls have put a lot of planning into this in deciding which teeth they want to keep, which ones they want to give to the tooth fairy, and what they will do with the ones they save.

Drue is planning on keeping all her top teeth and putting all her bottom teeth under her pillow. She added, "When I'm 69, I will give the tooth fairy all my top teeth."

Reese has decided to also keep all her top teeth and slip her bottom teeth under her pillow as well. Adding, "Then, when I'm older and I don't have any money, I will put my top teeth one at a time, under my pillow and get my golden dollar!".

I really don't recall putting this much planning into the whole ordeal...I was just excited to get my quarter.

Our New Project

 

Reese's new passion is sewing. This is all well and good, however, I know nothing about sewing. And am therefore unable to be very helpful in her new endeavor. We got her a little sewing machine for Christmas. Which she was excited about. And she wanted to make a skirt for her and Drue that very day.

We finally settled on sewing a pillow. But we couldn't figure out the sewing machine, so ended up sewing most of it by hand. By my hand. She did a few stitches. I wish I had gotten a video of her when I finally finished that pillow. She was jumping up and down, squealing with delight, and vowed to sleep with it every night. And she has.

Now I consider myself a rather crafty person. As in "making fancy things" not as in "sneaky and deceitful".

What's that? You want to make a mini replica of Washington, D.C.? Bring it on!

Need a larger than life Hello Kitty face for your birthday party? No problem!

But ask me to stitch together two fabrics that hold any hope of actually staying together...I am at a loss.

I was starting to feel bad that I wasn't able to help Reese more with her new hobby. And I certainly didn't want to squelch her enthusiasm for making things. So I came up with an alternative.

Fleece Tie Blankets! No. Sewing. Necessary.

I had never made one before, but they didn't look too difficult so off we went to the store to pick out some fabric.

(David is taking a class for work until the end of February. A night class. Which means we don't see him Monday-Thursday because he heads to work before we get up and he gets home after we're in bed. So I was also excited to have an evening project for the kids and I to do together during the week.)

The plan was to make Reese's first, Drue's next, then Tate's. I figured about a week per blanket, since I had little hands helping me. I figured wrong. Reese was so ready to get going on hers, that we went ahead and started Monday while she had the day off school. She picked out her own fabrics...basketball on one side, and her favorite color, green, on the other.

She and I finished the entire blanket in less than one hour! I couldn't believe it. There went my weeklong plan!

Drue picked out her fabric yesterday...cheetah print and pale yellow. Tate is bursting at the seams (sewing pun not intended but clever none the less) to get his fabric. He's already picked out Dinosaurs and orange. Go figure.

More Thoughts from Little Minds

This morning Reese walked into the kitchen while I was taking some Tylenol. She watched me curiously pop each one in my mouth, then down some sips of water. "Do you just swallow those whole?" she asked.

"Yep."

"Do they hurt? Like when you swallow a life saver?".

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We piled in the van to head to Target. There is still quite a bit of snow on the ground over our way which makes things very bright even when it's overcast and foggy. Puzzled, Drue looked up into the sky, squinting, and said, "No Sun is out, but I feel Sun in my eyes!".

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When we got to Target, there were two police cars in the parking lot with their red and blue lights flashing. They were talking to a man in a shady looking van. Reese said, "Why are the police at Target?".

Drue answered, "They are either here to buy somethin'...or somebody's in trouble!".

Even Superman Needs a Break Sometimes

 

My sometimes ornery, rambunctious, sneaky little guy has been melting my heart these past few days.

The other night he was saying his prayer before bed and said, "Thank you for Santa for giving us presents, and thank you for God for giving us hearts...".

He has become my lunch buddy on the days both girls are in school. I had been craving Chipotle all weekend and since the girls would rather eat dirt from the garden than Chipotle, I saw my window of opportunity to get it with just Tate. He scarfed down 2 chicken tacos and wrapped his 3rd one up to take home.

My next craving this week (don't get any silly ideas people) was Mr. GoodCents. So that's where he and I headed yesterday. The kids meal there comes with a cookie. A giant cookie about as big around as my hand. What 3 year old wouldn't love to dive into that?

But Tate pulled it right out of the wrapper and automatically started breaking it up into pieces.

"I'm going to save this one for Reesie, and this one for Druebie, and this one for Daddy, and here's your piece Mom...".

I kept making comments about how well he was using his manners yesterday. So he went all out after that. And said "Please" and "Thank you" for everything. "Thank you for telling me it was time to get out of the bath Mom".

We pretty much phased out his naptime over the holidays. There was just so much going on during that time, places to be, people to see, that he missed his nap for about 4 days in a row. We are still in a little bit of an adjustment period with that. But for the most part, it is kind of liberating. And he goes to bed like a champ at night.

Last night, he did fall asleep in the van on the way home from dropping the girls off at church around 6:00pm. I placed him on the couch thinking he'd wake up in a few minutes. When he didn't, I went ahead and removed his shoes and coat and tucked him in. When the girls came home, I tried to rouse him to eat supper. No response.

All through American Idol he slumbered peacefully. I eventually moved him up to our bed around 8:45 which was where he slept soundly the rest of the night.

 

Next week I enroll him in Pre K which will begin in the Fall. I'm sure going to miss my little Superhero...

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