We were all exhausted & nobody wanted to wake, but we had to. I usually don't work on Mondays, but we had to re-arrange our schedule this week because Trey & Tate will be going to Football Camp this week. I am sure that I will have some fun things to say about that. I actually had to carry Tate out of his bed this morning & put him into the car--he did not want to move. We got to Grandma Barbie's house and he crashed on the couch. Trey starts wiggling his tooth. He gets obsessed wiggling his teeth, he can never just sit or stand still.
He then asked for a paper towel. Which means he thinks he is close to getting the tooth out. He has lost 3 teeth up until now. His bottom 2 and 1 on top (which he lost while we were at Disney--a challenge for the Tooth Fairy, but according to Tate "of course she will find us."). The tooth that he is working on this morning is the side tooth, not the other front one. I finally started to go to my car & he came running out after me. "Mom, wait!" He handed me his tooth.
Trey loosing his teeth is kind of making Tate a little sad. Every night when he brushes his teeth he tells me, "Mom, I really wish that I could lose a tooth like Trey." He just doesn't understand why his tooth won't come out like Trey's. I tell him that someday it will, it just isn't ready yet....but I still see him trying to wiggle one loose. It is not working though.
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