Tooth #5

Joseph lost tooth #5 last night and stuck it under his pillow. The tooth fairy finally showed up at 3:30 AM and left him 2 quarters. This morning I woke up to find Joseph writing a letter to the tooth fairy to let her know that next time he loses a tooth, he wants her to leave him 43 Nascars instead of money. He's downstairs making her a list of what numbers he needs. :-S

MooShee giveaway

Over here. I love this one and it would be so adorable in my living room after I paint and get my new couch. I love the colors and it would give my design-challenged self a palette to work with AND it would give me a piece of artwork for my extremely barren walls.

This one would look great in a little boy's room and if your kids all share a room like mine do, you could get this one for the girls.

Check out the rest of Keri's store and then go enter to win one on Andrea's blog.

From the mouths of babes

T: Mama, I want an ice-pickle.
Me: A what?
T: An ice-pickle. I'll grab a patchig of ice-pickles and take dem upstairs.
Me: Okay...
Then he hands me a package of popsicles. :)

He has never once referred to popsicles by anything other than "popsicle," so I was caught off guard by this one. Miss A said something really cute this morning, too, but I can't remember what it was, only that my immediate thought was "I need to blog that." Parenting fail.