Do you not know what causes that?

Self Defense

Noa is pretty popular these days. But sometimes there is just too much love. Owen really wanted to hold Noa but Lilah had her. So Owen wrote a note to Lilah. Please note that she drew pictures of Noa with Lilah, note that Noa is kicking Lilah in the face.  There is also a picture of Noa smiling with Owen.  Noa will bite you if she's not happy.

They really love me!

I love finding these little notes all around. It's a nice reminder that they like me occasionally.

Halloween 2009

We had a lot of fun last night. The girls enjoyed the themed costumes as did the folks at the nursing home. Then we stopped to see Eve and Doug. Back to our neighborhood.

Isaac walked with us and took some pics. Benjamin and Hilary opted to stay home. Then I did homework.

Bad, bad tooth fairy!

So Owen begged me to pull her tooth the other day.  It was incessant.  I know it was bothering her, but if you know me, teeth are NOT my thing.  So the fact that I finally decided to give it a yank or two should tell you how insistent Owen was being.  After one or two tries, I got sick to my stomach and told her she'd have to wait and keep wiggling it.

So we're sitting there reading quietly when she screams, "I lost my tooth!"  It simply fell out while she was busy wiggling it. (Thank goodness!)

This is where the horror begins.  I'll admit it, the tooth fairy is bad at my house.  She is frequently late. So late in fact, that no one bats an eye when she does show up on time.  But this time, she was four days late.  And this morning, we woke up to Owen screaming and crying, "My tooth is gone and the tooth fairy didn't leave anything!"  We assured her that the tooth fairy hadn't come yet.  (Meanwhile we're scrambling for cash to see if we can pull this one off...)  No tooth.  No dollar.  No fairy tale ending.

So amidst tears, Owen wrote this note for tonight.  

Updated:  The tooth fairy has arrived, well before morning and has left the cash and removed the note.

Giving up a tradition?

Okay so if you know Owen well, you know that she really loves socks. She loves socks so much that she wears two different socks everyday. Several people have told me that this is their surefire way to tell the girls apart. But as you can see in a picture from this morning - her socks match. They have for a week! Today she found two like socks and declared excitedly, "Ooooo! A matched pair!"

I wonder if this tradition is dead? I used to find it annoying. Then I realized it was so Owen. Now I think I might miss it...

Matzo ball soup!

Owen spun for her chores and got kitchen helper! She was thrilled it invovled making matza ball soup. I was thrilled that she decided to share the job with Clara. What a great kid!

Another tooth gone!

Owen lost her first tooth today. A few weeks after Clara and on the opposite side.

Overheard - Word of the Day

Owen and Clara were playing in the bath tub, acting out a "play."  They are talking about punishing someone when Clara says, "What's the word of the day?"  Owen cheerfully replies, "Beheaded!"

Tooth Removal Fail

So Owen has a slightly loose tooth.  It barely wiggles at all, but we can still hear of nothing but the tooth. So She was just sitting here talking about it when Isaac offered, "Go to Ms. Lori, she'll pull it for you."  (That's a nice woman in the school office.) Benjamin says, "Don't do what I did - put a crochet hook in your mouth..."

Ouch.

Going to Grandma's House

So the other day I said that I needed to go to Grandma's house to get the mail. Owen was in the car, as was Ada. Ada got very excited about seeing Grandma.  I said, "She's not there, Ada."

Owen says, "Don't you remember the funeral?  We sang a song and put the flowers on the bucket Grandmas was in..."

I corrected her, "Coffin."

Ada breaks down as we pull up into Grandma's parking lot, "I'll be good!  I won't be mean!  I want to see Grandma..."

Grandma doesn't live here anymore.