Em is feeling better. It turns out it is not fifths disease, but she is allergic to the antibiotic. Good times.
Jack lost his first tooth on Monday. Thank goodness. The damn thing was dangling around for days, really upping my ‘eeeww’ factor past what I can tolerate. The tooth fairy left him a little over a buck, and this he thought he needed to wake me up at 4:30 am to share. He was wrong.
So on that note I thought I’d leave you with this, just because it makes me laugh. Out loud. Often.
And there you go. Hasta la pasta.
I am relieved about Em. I hate it when kiddies are sick. It’s just wrong, ya know.?
BWAH ha ha ha! on that photo. Killer.
And, “Asta la Pasta?” That only makes me adore you more. (That and you can dance. Hee!)
HAH! He reminds me of my boy….who spends a great deal of time flexing in the mirror and admiring himself. Too cute.
Your kids freaking crack me up! I can’t wait to see you! I’ll be in BR tomorrow, although my head will probably hit the pillow as soon as I arrive. I’ll call ya!