for mom

one of my mom's favorite photos of me when I was little.

My brother Reed was, I think, teaching me how to flex?  Maybe he can enlighten me on the circumstances of this shot.

love you mom.  you help me stay happy.

1 down....19 to go.

Kaylee lost her first tooth today.

the adult tooth is pretty crooked...it's been poking it's way up for a month or two now....it's crooked by about 45%.  braces are in her future I'm thinking.

She showed me how much more lose it was after school.  I asked her if I could try pulling it....she didn't want to at first....but then wanted to try.

After about 30 seconds....and some screaming and crying some alligator tears...the tooth came out.  She's very happy now.  

Losing the first tooth is somewhat traumatic....especially if your mom wants to pull it!  Now she'll be a bit more relaxed when her next tooth is ready to be pulled, but not very relaxed.  

I remember when my dad would pull my teeth.  I'd always get really nervous.  He would take my tooth, bend it forward, then twist it like a screw.  It was always quick, and pretty painless...but still...crazy stressful for a little kid.

here's a picture of when my dad pulled one of my teeth.  he got one of his dandy tools to take the photo with me...but he really didn't use it to pull the little sucker.

when I got married my dad gave me all my baby teeth in a bag.  they kept them all.  taped them up in tape with a date of when I lost that particular tooth.  crazy.

dry

conner woke up dry this morning...a great sign!  let's see if he keeps it up.

not a single accident yet either...another good sign....

it's starting to click!

biz bucket

two weeks of potty training, and still more hurdles to jump over.

i'm so scatter brained i forget to ask conner if he needs to go.  i've used a timer, but i'm too scatter brained to remember to use it...especially today.

either he'll be potty trained eventually, or his wife can do it.

everyone over here at our house is running around in their natures.  we had haircuts and somehow no one seemed to care to get dressed after their bath.

oh well.

a couple cute stories from yesterday:

Kaylee said she had to go to the bathroom during dinner.   She's in there and yells out to us..."I think I have diarrhea!"   A few moments pass and we're still eating dinner.   "Yup, I have diarrhea!"   David says some type of remark...like 'thanks for the update'. She then asks for me to come and wipe her.   I'm still eating dinner, so I told her she had to wait a few minutes until I finish.   David finishes first and goes to help her.   A bit later David comes out and said she didn't have diarrhea.   Kaylee then bursts out the hallway and says...."I tricked you!"   "I don't have diarrhea." ....now that's a potty mouth.... Kaylee is practicing her spelling with David.   She has to spell the word "seven".   She spells it with an 'f' instead of 'v'.   David enunciates the 'v' sound by saying 'vvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvv' to her.   She looks a bit confused.   Cade interrupts and tells Kaylee.... "V!   It goes like this..." and he fingers the letter 'v' in the air"