Toothless

Megan's tooth is out. It came out one night in the car - I don't know if she was playing with it or what, but there it was. So that was fast and easy. She's $1 richer. And now that we are finally convincing Ethan that he doesn't have to eat on the side of his mouth anymore (which he did for two years while his two top teeth were out) I fear Megan will start that habit.

I would also like to point out that on Wednesday (my birthday incidentally) I went and had blood taken again. I did a speed walk for 40 minutes beforehand and wheedled my way to the front of the line by threatening to pass out. The nurse I had was stellar and I didn't even feel the needle so my blood flowed like a river. Maybe it's all psychological.