Margaret lost her first tooth tonight. The other bottom tooth is hanging by a thread so that will be out shortly, too. Considering her permanent teeth are about half way in already, it was time.
I was having flashbacks of being a kid and my mother begging for me to let her try one more time and me refusing, much like what has been happening for the past week.
Andy, on the other hand, has discovered photo bombing.
Wow. I have really fallen behind on this blogging business. Part of it is that with the fun wonders of texting pictures and Facebook, I have gotten lazy about going back to post here. The other part is that Bjorn and I took a trip to Paris for our joint birthdays/15 year anniversary/because we were finally going to do it and I've just been overwhelmed getting ready to go, then being gone a week (without kids!) and then back and jetlagged that I haven't been able to do much to stay on track. Now school ends on Wednesday and we have preschool graduation this weekend and the summer is officially upon us. And I'm so not ready.