my toothless

It is amazing to me how different kids are. They approach things so differently too. H does not like to loose teeth. Not sure why, but I think it is fear of bleeding and pain. When I put it that way, I'd probably not be so thrilled either. We went to the dentist last week. All 3 kids, zero cavities. That seems like a miracle to me, so thankful. Dr. S told H his 2 front teeth had to go. They were barely hanging on, he said he could tell H was protecting them. But the ones behind were coming in and he could get a cavity in the new tooth if they baby ones didn't come out. He told H he would feel like a new man. We went by to see a teacher friend who is a champ tooth puller. He hid under the table. I begged, I pleaded, I bribed. Finally Friday night, he went to floss and it fell out. Not too exciting by process but very exciting. Best news-- no blood, no pain! So 2 days later we are at JP's bday party. Fishing, kayaking, tackle football. So H takes an elbow to the mouth and out pops the half broken (oh did I forget to tell the story of 2 days before H's 6 year old/before your 2 front teeth come out pictures while cleaning my windows and he fell off a stool broke one front tooth, knocked the other loose and busted his lip, silly me) tooth pops out. Well, unlike the first, there was blood, pain and tears and two trips to the bathroom to make sure he wasn't bleeding out and and to see his smile.  But I think in the long run, it will be much more fun to tell the story of the football tooth loss than the flossing tooth loss. Last night he came in from football (ok, side note, picture my boy, blond, sweaty to the core, walking towards me holding his football pads and helmet and then getting into his booster seat and smiling without his 2 front teeth- priceless) and soccer and I say H, how was it? great he says. So you didn't need those 2 front teeth to be awesome at soccer?? no, mom. grin. precious, precious boy.

back? i hope

So we are all in school again. or really for the first time. from 8-3. after 9 years. i have from 8-3 everyday. today (day 11 of school) may have been the first day I haven't felt sick to my stomach leaving them. maybe its because i'm getting them at 10:20 for dentist appointments. i was just writing an email to a friend and i remembered how much i like writing. i am currently the secretary of 3 clubs in town. really, k, 3? shaking my head. i'd like to be secretary of my home too. i'd like to remember the days again.

one morning this week, God let me go from his word with only 3 words. love is patient. its the first in the list. why haven't i noticed that before. start there. patient. patient as they get their shoes on. patients as i wait for him to get ready, or home, or done, or awake. patient as they grow. patient as they grow in their understanding of walking with the Lord. patient with God as his plans for them unfold. no one in my family should need to have it all together for me to love them well. trust and wait that as God has them, he can have me too, as i wait. patient. love is patient. that is enough for me to think on for today. asking for his power to wait.

one thing i love about activities is getting to be with one as others are where they are. love getting l while h plays football and ek dances. miss them. but love to be with her. she is so funny and so big. we stopped by the mall for make up and lip gloss the other day, she paused at the door and said, 'do you have your wallet... (looking atme to see if i do, sees it) good, cause we're gonna need it' as she takes off into the shoes. what can i say? she chose her gloss that now resides in my cup holder.