Scott took a vacation day on Thursday so he could spend the day with our oldest daughter. First they went with the other kids in her Kindergarten class to see a performance of The Night Before Christmas. Apparently the sets were gorgeous and the play was very well done. Such a treat to go to a live theatre AND to get to see it with her school friends and Dad. I think it was also a treat for Dad to get to see her with her school friends, it’s an aspect of her life that he doesn’t get to see very often.
Since my oldest lost his first tooth, last spring, the tooth fairy has made 4 more visits to the circus. And judging by the giant front tooth dangling from my oldest sons top row, I think she’ll be back again this week!
As you may recall, we pulled my son’s first tooth in a very unconventional manner. His second tooth was pulled the normal way by dad. For his third tooth, he was very eager to pull it himself when his grandparents were here, so they could see.
Our oldest daughter had a little fun getting into her character for Halloween. When posing for pictures in their costumes, she decided to fully act out the part of Snow White.
I think my favorite part of the reenactment was when she asked us to take her picture sleeping with the apple. "Skip the ol posing by the door with the trick or treat basket, we’ll go for playing dead on the floor with an apple.
They say having kids changes things.
And they are right, it does.
I remember so vividly after our first son was born. My heart had grown at least triple in size. As I held him in my arms, it was love, pure love at first sight. But, in addition to that, my love for Scott, had quadrupled as well. I never felt more supported, more cared for, more in awe, than I did that first night after becoming parents.
Last week I mentioned on face book that I love how Scott makes me a pot of coffee every morning.
And, I do.
Makes me smile each morning when I come to the kitchen and pour myself a cup.
And I smile again later that morning as I go back to top it off. Again… and again.
Thursday, however, I had to laugh when I went to pour my cup of coffee.
The time had finally come for the tooth to be pulled. While our son was more than ready for it to come out, Dad was secretly uneasy about the venture. “He trusts me” Scott confided to me in the hallway, “What if I hurt him?” Then Scott got another one of his moments of sheer fatherhood brilliance.
“I’ll let him do it,” he declared.
He tied one end of the dental floss to his light saber and the other to his tooth.
Woa Dad! What are you thinking? Your starting him on your fantasy team?
6 years ago I watched my lil man proudly hold his head high during tummy time. I was so excited b/c he had recently learned to roll over. He was growing up so fast and I was thrilled with all he was learning and doing. I had no idea that in just 6 short years he’d be at Cup Scout camp with Daddy learning a whole slew of new things.
While capturing this “precious” Father/Son moment the other day…
my mind instantly flashed back to a similar “bonding” moment between father and son which I captured 6 years ago…
Seems both my boys enjoy sticking their tongues out at dear old Dad!!
This picture cracks me up every time it pops onto our screen saver. Not only do I look incredibly tired and less than thrilled to have my picture taken, but in the background you see Potty= Privacy. What gives, you ask? Why was this dry erase board in your living room for 3 weeks?
Allow me to shed a little light to the back drop of this picture…
Scott took a week off from work after our son was born.