Yesterday I picked the kids up from school and took them to their home. During dinner Carson was munching on a kiwi and must have found something a bit hard that was white (probably part of the kiwi). He took it out of his mouth and said
"Is it my tooth? Did I lose a tooth?"
"Is it my tooth? Did I lose a tooth?"
"No honey, it isn't your tooth!"
He is so eager to lose his first tooth, since sister has already lost two.
"Grandma, my friend at school told me that if I go to the refrigerator and get out 3 carrots and eat them, then my tooth will come out!"
"Buddy, your tooth will come out when it is ready!"
About 20 minutes after I had put the kids to bed, I hear one of them coming downstairs. Carson came down with both of his blankets in tow and said "Grandma, I didn't tell you good bye and I might not see you again!" (Ah, great excuse to get up!) We hugged and I took him back up to bed, where Ruby was sawing logs. He said to me
"Grandma, I hope you have a good day at work tomorrow at the doctor's office. Grandma, do you get to play with the doctor's instruments?"
"No, honey, I take care of their money!"
Oh my gosh -- that wasn't the response he was looking for. It completely caught him off guard, as if I said something like "I take care of the doctor's pet alligators!" I guess he didn't think that doctors and money went together in the same sentence -- Why yes, they do!
Katharine stopped by to pick up something from me while I was at Kristin's since she works about 3 miles from there. She has been fighting a cold so I told the kids they couldn't hug her and I also told Kat she couldn't really stay. Ruby was in the bathtub, so Kat poked her head in the door and greeted her. Ruby began kissing all up and down her own arm and then flung it towards Kat.
"Here is a whole armful of kisses and smooches!"
SO CUTE!
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