Wednesday, May 23, 2012

Mommy! Mommy!

Hubby came in to run a joke by me as soon as he got home from work.

"But first, someone has something she wants to tell you," he said.

From the kitchen, I heard Medium.  "Did you tewll hewr?"

"No.  I told you I'd let you tell her."

Medium came running into the den.  "Mommy!  Mommy!"  She held out the plastic zip sandwich baggie that was clasped in her left hand.  "My toof came out in nap today!  I pushed it out wif my tongue, an' it didn't even huwrt!"  (Her fear of it hurting was why she freaked and wouldn't let Hubby pull it on Sunday afternoon.)

I took the bag when she offered it, and inspected her tooth.  "Didn't hurt at all, huh?"

"Nope!  Miss A said I did good!"

"You did!"

Hubby walked back in, a grin on his face.  "You should put that in your tooth box for the tooth fairy tonight."

Medium grabbed the bag back from me and dashed out to the kitchen.

When she got back, I had her come over and show me the hole from losing her tooth.

As I took a quick picture with my cell phone, since I couldn't find the camera fast enough, Medium asked, "Is dat fowr da toof faiwry?"

Hubby chuckled.  "No.  The tooth fairy already knows."


  1. And so it begins. With three girls that close together, the tooth fairy is going to be busy.

    1. And broke. Large Fry has three that are wiggling now, and the one right next to Medium's first fall-out is wiggling with fervor now.


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