Dexter’s tooth has been loose forever.  Last night, after loading him up on ibuprophen due to the fact he was sick and had a headache, I mentioned to Joel, wouldn’t it be a good time to pull Dex’s tooth?  Joel jumped right on that bandwagon and yanked away.  Dexter was afraid there would be a lot of blood and that it would hurt.  Guess what?  The tooth only cracked on one side and sliced his gum.  There was a bunch of blood and it did hurt, thus the tears.  Sorry about that Dex.  We really didn’t mean for it to hurt.

Fast forward to today.  My mom and dad had the fine pleasure of picking the boys us from school and bringing them back to our home (I was at a dr appointment) do that they could see our newly landscaped yards.  I don’t know how it transpired but all I heard was that my dad tried to rope up Dexter’s tooth but couldn’t get the string around it.  One yank later and Dexter had a hole in his smile.

Thank you Dad.  I’ll call you when the next one is ready for you to pull.  It might be a while knowing Dexter.

Well well well.  I see that a month has passed and everyone is still sick.  You’ve got to be kidding me.  I don’t know if I can take much of this.  In order to keep sane, and to tell you how my day went, I made up some new lyrics to an old song, Three Blind Mice:

Three sick kids, three sick kids
See how their noses run, see how their noses run
They all sneezed out some big snot goo
Their mom blew their noses till they turned blue
The garbage can filled up with tissue
Three sick kids

Three sick kids, three sick kids
They coughed and coughed and coughed, they coughed and coughed and coughed
They coughed into arms and into the air
Their mom covered her eyes in despair
What could she do but provide more care
Three sick kids

In other news, not only are the kids sick, but the boys are grumpy, especially Dexter.  Oh, I hope this passes soon because it is making me want to apply for jobs tomorrow.  Speaking of Dexter, he won a writing award in his kindergarten class last Friday.  The prize was a box of cereal.  Very cool for Dexter.  Nicky didn’t win one.  He was devastated.  We haven’t figured out how to teach him that losing should mean you try harder, not quit.  Still working on that one.

I achieved something I never thought I would accomplish.  I got Dexter to play in a mud-puddle today.  We are in the process of having our front and backyards landscaped by a professional.  Steve, the landscaper has had personnel problems and rain issues and thus has not finished yet.  Due to his handy-work, we have one small pond that develops in our backyard after it rains.  Today, I got the kids to make cork boats and we floated them in our backyard.  It was fun and Dexter played in muddy water.  I was so proud of him and of me.  :)

Can I think of anything else to tell you?  Our dog Mig has anxiety issues when I leave the house.  What do you do about that?  Who knows.  That is tomorrow’s problem.  That is enough for tonight.  Katie, signing off.