My daughter is of that happy age when teeth start wiggling and jiggling and popping out.
Can I just say right now that wiggling teeth give me the heebie-jeebies. I’m talking spine-tingling, stomach-turning heebie-jeebies. Luckily my hubby can handle this. Whew!
My daughter was super excited about the tooth fairy…and all the goodies he/she might bring. Being the totally unprepared, fly by the seat of my undies parent that I am I had to whip up a tooth fairy pillow the day of. My daughter said it had to be a pillow she could set on her bed…not a little pouch to hang on her doorknob as I suggested (hoping for a little easier tooth fairy duty). So here’s what I came up with…
The pillow fabric is left over from a skirt I made my mom. The tooth and heart are felt. I just free-handed the shape of the tooth and had my daughter help me with the heart. Both of the felt pieces are open at the top to create pockets. The tooth goes in the heart and the tooth fairy leaves his/her surprise in the tooth pocket.
And yes…that is a $5 bill…apparently the tooth fairy rates have increased exponentially since I was a kid. Maybe the tooth fairy will deliver a quarter or a dollar next time…just to keep things interesting.
And just a little teaser…something really exciting is brewing around here. You’ll have to stay tuned to find out!
So proud of his tower
For the most part, we’ve stuck to the “less TV for the kids” rule. Man, has it been tough! I didn’t realize how much I was relying on it to keep from having to deal with my kids. That is really hard to admit, but that is what it boils down to. We caved on the weekend, but I don’t feel as bad about that because it’s the weekend…and I veg out during the weekend any chance I get. We also had a birthday party, so we were a little busy. I will say that during the week I’ve cut the kids back by at least 40%. The hard part is finding other activities to channel that time into.
One thing I gave a lot of thought to this weekend was the idea of perfection. It is so easy to look at others’ lives and think they have it all figured out…that they have all their ducks in a row and never make mistakes or get mad or get frazzled. I think moms do this a lot. It becomes too easy to have a playdate with someone for 2 hrs and come away thinking we know everything about the other person. But in reflecting on my meetings with other moms of all different walks of life, it is the ones who let their mistakes show with whom I feel the most connected. Those women who either choose to “let it all hang out” (figuratively speaking here folks) or do so by nature…those women make me feel the most at ease. Those women are a calming influence because they let me know that I too can come as I am…imperfect.
So on that note, I think I’ll stay in PJs all day tomorrow…and I might just take a nap with the kids…or spend an obscene amount of time on Facebook essentially wasting an entire 2 hrs…
hope my husband isn’t reading this…