Monday, December 12, 2011

All I want for Christmas

After weeks of bugging Tori about wiggling her teeth, they finally came out. She was eating an apple when they fell out, one after other, saving a trip to the dentist. Like her brother, she was scared it was going to hurt, but it didn’t, and now we are hoping she does better next time. Her permanent teeth were moving in already, right behind the baby teeth, so she won’t even have any gaps. She got $5 for her efforts, although she missed the tooth fairy—sneaky little fairy!

Tori is all set for Christmas, and her heart longs for another dollhouse. She’s got a town building up in her room! She and I have a date Friday night to watch Frosty with a bowl of popcorn. Maybe Christian and Eli will join us!

Thursday, December 08, 2011

Mom's Boo-Boo

I messed up Tuesday morning and slit my hand. As I pulled a bag from an upper cabinet, my really sharp bread knife came with it. The result—six stitches to close up a gap at the base of my pointer finger. I kept the wound covered most of the day. When Tori got home, she noticed the bandage right away. I told her what happened and let her look at it. She was grossed out by the stitches and the dried blood, and she let me know it. She is also fascinated by it, however, as she keeps asking for a look at it. She says she wants to become a doctor, but I don’t know.

Monday, December 05, 2011

To Sleep Perchance to Stay Up Late

Generally Tori has been a bear in the mornings and a whiner at night before going to bed.  Recently she's begun to understand, the better she is the more privileges she gets.  This past 2 weeks, she's been allowed to stay up 30 minutes later to play at night during school because she has been getting up in a decent mood and not throwing a fit about it.  She's also improved in how fast she gets up.  It used to take us 15 minutes to get her up, dressed and out of bed, leaving not time for breakfast.  So she would eat breakfast at school.  The last couple of weeks, she's been getting up and dressed and able to eat breakfast before we leave.  It is a Christmas Miracle!  I don't know if she'll keep it up, but we hope she will.  She's also stopped whining about things so much.  She doesn't throw as many tantrums as she used to and is easier to put to bed.  Maybe she's growing up a little bit.