Grant had an eventful weekend. I picked him up from school on Friday and he bit down wrong on a Pop tart...anyway, his tooth hurt and he wanted it out. Immediately. He didn't care who pulled it or how. So I drove him to the office, put on Cartoon Network, placed a little numbing gel on his gums and got his tooth out on the third try. He did great. So great, in fact, he continued eating his Pop tart on the way home.
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| Eating Jello |
The tooth fairy came, yet again, and left a different color fairy dust. Grant believes this one was a boy, because the dust was shiny brown. I'm not even going to tell you how much he got for that tooth. Apparently the tooth fairy didn't get by the ATM to get smaller bills, so he lucked out.
Sunday we went with my Sunday school's group to the Red Hawks game. One of our classmates has a suite, so the parents were able to watch from the air conditioned room and the kids watched from outside. They had so much fun. We all did.
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| Grant, Madeline, Jack, Susannah, David, Ellie |
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| Cooper came and knocked on our door. Grant was shocked! |
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