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Monday, March 1, 2010

Randomonium!

I think I'm a little stressed between CrewKID, VBS, hosting the Truth Project, co-op and homeschooling the girls because I dreamed last night that I was trapped in a maze and couldn't get out, then I lost my cell phone, and Autumn had a Dr.'s appointment where I could not recall the time, nor the place where I was to take her! In my waking life I don't feel stressed, but my subconscious apparently begs to differ! -------------------- Autumn has lost her 3rd tooth. Normally that wouldn't be blog worthy, but it happened in an unusual manner. On Friday afternoon she wanted to refill her water bottle, and while trying to open the top with her teeth, one of them was loosened and started to bleed. I wiggled the tooth and realized it was no where near ready to come out, and told her it would be a few more days. So on Saturday we were at the in-laws and Autumn was tormenting Cayla (nothing new there) by putting Cayla's stuffed bunny in her mouth and carrying it around. Cayla decided to exact revenge and grabbed the bunny, pulling so hard it subsequently took Autumn's tooth out with it. Viola! Another lost tooth, and another dollar in Autumn's piggy bank! -------------------- And just to be festive, an Irish thought by Daryl Stout: "Why should you never iron a 4-leaf clover? You don't want to press your luck."

4 comments:

Lisa said...

I liked your joke.

Autumn has lost 3 teeth, Mark will be so jealous. He hasn't lost any, although it should happen soon.

Ann said...

Cute joke! By the way, I love the Jason Mraz song you posted! :)

Clare said...

Jocelyn is hoping to lose teeth soon but Idon't think I am quite ready for that! I don't know about you but I am looking forward to summer when some of this craziness we call life will calm down...except for VBS!

Robyn said...

I am with ya on the stressed out! I literally melted into a huge stressed puddle this last weekend. I think my husband thought about committing me! I don't feel really stressed, then all the sudden BAM! one more little thing and I crumble. Lucky for us we have supportive strong husbands:)