Tooth

This morning, I heard the familiar shuffle/stumbling sounds announcing our five-and-a-half-year-old had emerged from her night's slumber.  I expected the usual, "I'm so hungry, what's for breakfast?" but instead, her mess of wavy curls framed a very concerned expression.

Mommy, my teeth are very soft.  Softer than last night.  I better brush them really good this morning.

I finished flipping a pancake.

Ooh, Mommy, they're really soft!

Wait a second.

Maybe you have a loose tooth.  Let me check.

I was expecting one to slightly give when I wiggled it, but it was barely hanging on.

Oh!  You have a very loose tooth!

A relieved, elated expression spread across her face.

A loose tooth?!  That's why it's been so hard to eat!  I can't wait for my tooth to hatch!

She proclaimed that today was the best day of her life because her tooth was loose.  Needless to say, it came out!  Er, hatched?  Snap went the camera, then she declared she would save if forever and decided to be the first person in the world to color her tooth as a craft.  First, she colored it blue.  Then, she decided to try a different color, but she came out of the bathroom and explained that as she was scrubbing the baby tooth, it slipped out of her hands and tumbled down the drain.  Thankfully, we found peace knowing there was a picture taken of the lost tooth before it's fateful accident.

This child.  I'll never get over her notions. Soft teeth.  Hatching teeth. Coloring teeth.  There's no one in the world like her, I tell you.  She is pure delight.  There's just no knowing what she will say, do, or perceive from one day to the next.  Every day is an adventure.

I'm sharing this at Gratituesday.

I Never Want to Forget

Because I never want to forget the sweet things our children say during these tender years (that I know will fade away before we know it), and because what they say is too sweet or hilarious to keep to myself, here are a couple things our 5-year-old has said this month:

Do you want to know what will hold my heart forever?  My family.

(While squeezing my arm) I'm hugging Jesus who's in you!

Melt.  Times.  Infinity.

Excuse me while I grab all my kids in a massive, blubbery, sobby, hug as they wonder what on earth has come over their mom.

I'm sharing this at Gratituesday.

Sleepover

Our son is turning seven.

He requested a ginger birthday cake with whipped cream and crystallized ginger frosting.

Our son is rad.

I used raw cream and happy, naturally-dyed beeswax candles.

I am rad.

He wanted to have a sleepover to celebrate his birthday and, after living in a trailer for eight months, the opportunity to finally be able to host a sleepover is a big deal.  But our house is small, so he invited two of his friends over.  Let me just say that seven-year-old boy conversations are one of the funniest things I have ever eavesdropped on.  Oh, the many laughs that had to be stifled.

Now that it's 11:00pm and the boys are finally settling down for the night, I feel it necessary to share with you a few of the comments/conversations that took place tonight.  Disclaimer: if you follow me on Twitter, this is going to be redundant.

(While pillow fighting)

Let's be men!  Men take their shirts off!

Does your brother beat box?

My brother wears boxers.

(The lights go out, but the fire in the wood stove is still glowing.)

I feel like it's the 1970's.

Our sheep are going to get married and have lambs.

When will they get married?

In a year or something when they're older, but they're already in love.

{Friend} doesn't look like himself when he's sleeping.

I know.  I can't believe he's asleep.  We're having the time of our lives, man.

This might have been the most hilarious night of my life.

Out of the Mouths of Four-Year-Olds

Driving home after a sweet time with good friends:

"Mom, I really wish my friend's family would adopt me."
"But I would miss you so much!"
"Don't worry, Mom.  I'd send you lots of pictures with me and my friend."
"But my heart would hurt so badly if I couldn't be with you anymore!"
"Mom, you can baby-sit us lots of times, it'll be fine."

Sweet mercies from heaven.  If I wasn't laughing so hard, I'd be crying and wondering where on earth I went wrong.

Links: You Capture

Dry Humor

It's been a while since my last kidism post and I've had a couple doozies from 4-year-old that would be just plain selfish to keep to myself...

We were at a talent show 8-year-old announced for. (And might I just add, she was a natural.  By the end of her last intro, she was literally strutting.  Oh my.)  Out of the blue, during a guitar number, 4-year-old looked up and asked "Do camels lick their lips?" I believe following the thought process to this question would prove quite fascinating.

A few days ago, I offered her some whole-grain cereal and she answered in disgust, "That cereal tastes like crackers from the desert."  Interpretation: That cereal is dry.

There seems to be a theme in these two quotes.  Camels.  Desert.  Dry.  Is she thirsty?  Do I need to monitor her water intake more carefully?  Should I delve deeper into this?  I think I just mentally exhausted myself.  Any now I see why.  Hello, bedtime.  Goodnight, world.  I love you, my sweet Faify 4-year-old.

~Read more kidisms here.~

6-Year-Old Quote of the Week (so far)

I'm full.  I think I'm gonna need a doggie bag.

Kidisms

Kidisim

noun
1 quotes or expressions coined by children; mainly mine: 4-year-olds make the best kidisms.

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I started sharing kidisms a couple years ago.  Some things that are uttered out of the mouths of babes are just too good to keep to oneself, plus I don't want to forget them.  I thought jotting them down on the ol' bloggeroo was a good place to document.

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* A few days ago, 4-year-old was quietly looking at the address numbers on our house for quite some time.  Then she finally said, "That says our house is worth $14."

* Today at a special breakfast out, 4-year-old looked up and exclaimed, "You guys are the best family I ever had."

The Good Lord only knows what might be said next.  The kicker will be who it's said to and where it's spoken.  I am praying for grace.  Some kidisms are... less than polite.  I leave you with this last one as an example: It was about 5 years ago at Costco.  Again, it was a 4-year-old.  We were standing in line and the woman behind us who obviously came straight from the gym started up a conversation with my little girl.  Everything was fine and cute until 4-year-old asked, "Where is your shirt?" She was wearing a sports bra/top/thingy.  I nervously laughed and said, "Obviously it's been a while [as in never] since she's seen her mommy in gym clothes [that shows tummy]."  My heart is anxiously racing just recalling that story.  I need to find my happy place.  Now.

It is bright and happy outside, and we're dragging the family out for a lovely garden/yard workday and they WILL enjoy it. ;)