Beans lost her second tooth today. She now has a double gap in the bottom row of her teeth. She looks so cute but it’s a constant reminder to me that my baby is no longer a baby. It’s changed the way she talks. She still baby talks (ug!) but it sounds different. It has that slight hissing lisp that all toothless kids suffer.
I also realized that now that our middle child is 9 we’ve reached the halfway point to raising them to adulthood. Ack! How can that be?? They’re mah baaabies, mah preeeshus baaaabies! ha ha ok, ok… so I don’t seem exactly like that… It is hard to come to grips with how old they are though. Had we stayed in VA our oldest, Chickie, would be headed to jr. high. Really? But, but, but she couldn’t survive! She’s just a kid. Sigh. The good news about her maturing is that she is better about her responsibilities. Sort of. She still takes for.ever. to finish any chore and it’s hard for her to stay focused and not to wander off into a daydream…. but she’s doesn’t whine and complain about pitching in near as much.
I see The Boy growing up so quickly. He’s much quicker to accept new situations and to make new friends. I still wouldn’t call him outgoing but he’s not as painfully shy as he once was. He’s taller and his face has thinned out. I found his Upward basketball pictures from year 1 and year 2. Comparing them side by side was an eye opener. He really is my little man.
Completely unrelated but I want to write these down before I forget:
Chickie was in the pool and Beans and Papa were almost in when Beans yells to Chickie, “Don’t wear Papa out because he’s old.”
Beans spent the night with Grammie and Papa and she chose to sleep with Papa. In the morning he was faking sleep while deciding how best to slip out of bed without waking her. While he was laying there he felt her poke his face a few times and then she said, “I think it’s time for our coffee now Papa.”