The Tooth Fairy

I am starting to think that Ella's tooth issues will never end.  She pointed out to us a week ago that she was getting a new tooth--which is great except the new tooth figured it would just cohabitate with the old one, right behind it, actually.  So, her dentist suggested a visit for this morning, for what I thought was to take a look and. . . actually, I am not really sure what I expected.  I DID NOT expect to have the hygienist tell me that they would probably "just pull the bottom two front teeth", as if that is a completely normal, everyday, no big deal occurrence for a five year old and her type A personality mother who need to "plan" for these events.  I don't know if it was my face that gave away my shock or the comment I made (NOW?!) as I looked at the clock on the wall for confirmation of what "now" meant, but the hygienist assured me that Ella wouldn't even know she was having teeth pulled.  Huh?  I have had teeth pulled, and let me tell you, lady--you know! So as not to appear as psycho mom in front of others in the waiting room, I cheerfully said "okay" and off Ella went.  Before too long I was ushered back in and poor little Ella sat there with this wad of gauze between her teeth (well, actually between her top teeth and the now holes in her bottom gums).  She didn't even realize what had happened until the nurse handed her a little plastic case and showed her her two teeth--I am amazed with this place and wish they sold whatever it is they use or do to get kids so calm...think of the possibilities, from teeth pulling to quite dinners--miracle concoctions in my opinion.  So, tonight after Ella milked the situation (she is my daughter, after all), we geared up to set the stage for the TF arrival.  She drew a  picture/note for the TF and set the little container "just so" under her pillow.  We ran to the cash machine.  We have no idea what the going rate is for tooth retrival, but figure having them yanked out is worth a bit of a bonus.

When I grow up

Ella had her choir school performance last Friday night at church.  I could tell you about Keeton sitting (I mean not sitting) well for the 2 hour performance or about Ella flipping head first over the front row of chairs at the finale, but I won't.  Instead, you might want to go back and read this post: http://todayandtomorrowday.com/?p=39 and then watch this clip:

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Anyone have a good exorcist?

Well, we always knew Keeton took after Dad and that he was a handful, but I'd have to say this is the most obvious sign we've seen so far.  Take a look at how he woke up this morning, and I swear that we did not alter this photo in any way!

Rocka Bama

Nothing too interesting has occurred in the Bloom household...just feeling guilty for not posting  much.  Oh-Ella did ask me the other day after the news was on if "Rocka Bama" was a bad word...yeah.  It was pretty funny, taking into account that lately, Ella thinks EVERYTHING is a "bad word".  So far, the really, really, bad word is "darn".  If you say "darn" in our house, you are apparently committing a cardinal sin.  Seriously, we can't say anything without mini-me voice quipping, "Is that a bad word?"  No, "tilapia" (tonight's dinner) is not a bad word; no, "exhausted" (every night) is not a  bad word; no, "aggravated"  (my word for our local cable company's service) is not a bad word.  So, I had to explain to Ella that no, Rocka Bama is not a bad word, and that, in fact, Barack Obama is our new President. Now that she knows it isn't a bad word she loves trying to work the name into a conversation.  Me-Ella, what did you do today?  Ella-I watched Imagination Movers, played Bingo, and Rocka Bama!!  Makes no sense, but hey--she's five, you know?

Is this OCD, toddler form?

This is Keeton's newest entertainment...lining objects up in perfectly straight lines.  He did a very similar thing at Verizon with all the strategically placed phones they had under their Christmas tree (he thought they looked better around the entire perimeter of the store).  It really isn't right, in my opinion, that a kid can so obviously know what "in order" looks like, but can't transfer that to his own toys!