When Wobbles Turn Into Holes

Sunday, September 12, 2010.  For weeks and weeks, Noah had a couple of loose teeth.  The initial wobbles gradually morphed into bends which slowly became twists and turns.  By the end, those darn teeth were doing moves that would make Olympic gymnasts jealous.  Finally, during the wee hours of Sunday morning, while Beeju and his wobbly teeth slept soundly, tooth #1 bit the dust.  When he first woke up, he didn't even notice.  Watching his stunned reaction when it finally hit him was priceless.  So we went into his room and searched through his sheets until we found the missing mouth jewelry.

That boy couldn't stop smiling all day long.  And when the Tooth Fairy came the next night, it was like Christmas morning here.  So much fun for Pops!

Since that time, tooth #2 has also fallen out - this time at Chick-fil-a.  Here's to lots and lots of toothless grins for years to come!

Wobble, Wobble...

...Bend....Twist....Turn....

The proud owner of a hole in his mouth.

Sunny Side Up, Please

Wednesday, September 8, 2010.  The first graders at Noah's school started their year by putting on a Nursery Rhyme Parade.  They each had to dress up as a character from the Nursery Rhyme of their choice.  Because of Noah's affinity for a certain song he learned at the end of kindergarten, he naturally went for Humpty Dumpty (I tried to post the cute video of him and his class singing it, but the file was too big, and I don't know how to edit it down).  It wasn't easy executing on the Mr. Egg idea, but we had a great time working on it together.

We basically just took a big box, cut off the top and bottom, rounded the top and bottom to make an egg shape, drew a face, gave him some striped shorts and then added a brick wall at the bottom.  Although, it dawned on both of us the morning after that it looked more like an egg sitting inside the top of a chimney than an egg on a wall.  Details, details.  I also maybe should've put on suspender-like straps so that he could wear it on his shoulders instead of making arm holes for him to carry it.  But it all worked out in the end.  And I think my little Round Mound of Rebound thoroughly enjoyed being the best dang Humpty Dumpty that school had ever seen.

Smiling Dumpty

Monster Dumpty

Oh-No-I'm-Falling-Off-The-Wall Dumpty

Beaming Dumpty (in the parade)