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Noah had his first Dental Appointment yesterday. He was nervous at first, but then settled right in (maybe it was the movie they played about 18″ from his face?). The good news: His teeth look great and they are huge for baby teeth (let’s be real….he’d look funny with that large head and little teeth!).
And here’s the bad news: He has to quit sucking his THUMB!!! Dr. Huffman said that not only are his top teeth coming forward (which is fixable), but he’s resting his hand on his face which is pushing his lower teeth back. And that’s the major problem. You can’t really bring them forward later in life.
I feel bad because Noah is only 3. He only sucks his thumb when he’s going to go to sleep at night or at nap time, or to console himself when he’s really sad. It’s his comfort. Would I take his blankie away from him? NO! But I have to take his thumb away from him. Oy!
There are basically three options. One is to make it taste so gross he won’t put it in his mouth. Things like hot sauce, or the stuff at the drug store that paints on but is non-toxic. The second option would be to somehow attach his thumb to the rest of his hand in a way that he can’t remove it, or I’ve also heard you can get thumb guards. And the last option would be to put a mouth rake in. The dentist attaches it to the back teeth and there are four prongs that basically poke his thumb anytime he puts it in his mouth. Sounds like a concentration camp move to me so we’re hoping not to have to go there.
Last night I told Noah that he’d have to quit sucking his thumb soon. He got really worried and said “But I tant pull with TWO hands!” I didn’t even think about that! Here’s what he means…whenever he sucks his thumb his other hand is pinching off or pulling the soft parts of his flannel blanket over and over again (see photo!). Apparently he doesn’t want to have to do that with both hands. Poor guy!
He doesn’t know it, and won’t ever realize the gift, but one of his Christmas presents is going to be that we won’t work on breaking his habit until after Christmas. Suck that thumb, little guy. And enjoy it.
(I think I’m going to cry.)
Looking through a book and ”working on” his letters, I hear….
“Buh-Buh-Birds. Buh-Buh-Bat. Buh-Buh-Fish.”
Noah: Mom, you’re a shweetie pie!
Me: Ah, you’re a sweetie pie, too, Noah.
Noah: No I’m not! I am really nice though.
Me: Okay then. Why aren’t you a sweetie pie?
Noah: Because I love someone.
Me: Um, okay. Who do you love?
Noah: You!
It doesn’t make sense but then again, he just said I’m a sweetie pie and that he loves me, so who cares about the lack of logic.
The Two Sisters Christmas Open House was a HUGE success! Thank you to all of our friends for supporting us!
We ended up selling out on several hot items so we took orders that we plan to fill this next week. SO, if you saw something on the earlier note I wrote on this blog that you’d like to buy but you couldn’t make it to our event, contact Emily or myself and we’ll see what we can do.
We LOVED doing this and are considering doing another one in the Spring, because let’s face it, most of you bought for yourselves anyway so it’s not like it has to be around Christmas time! 
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You’re invited to the first ever Sisters Christmas Open House!
Saturday, December 5th, 2:00-7:00 pm
Monica’s house– 1495 N Forbes, Lakeport
Emily and I have been making beautiful gifts for you to purchase during our open house. Below are photos of just SOME of the items we will be selling. Prices will range from $7 to $25. Come anytime between 2 and 7 pm, but remember once an item is sold out, it’s gone for good! Some items are one of a kind so arrive early for the best selection!
Click on each picture and read about the item in the comments.
Please bring a friend! Spread the word! This is the ONLY opportunity to get these items. We hope to see you there!
Noah with wide-eyed wonder: Bella, did you know tigers are CATS?
Bella nods.
Noah, grinning: Don’t you sink dats SO funny?
Bella looks around, clearly a little put out, and shakes her head no.
Noah a little shocked: It IS funny, Bella. Tigers are CATS!
Bella shrugs and moves on with her life. Guess the wonder of things is lost because she’s 6 and has known for years that tigers are cats.
Typical guy/girl convo happened between my two kids:
Noah: Bella, when you wear dresses you look pretty!
Bella: When I don’t wear dresses do I look pretty?
N: When you wear dresses you look pretty!
B: But when I don’t wear dresses do I look pretty?
N: Uh….you look kind of pretty. <long pause> I mean, you look really pretty!
He’s got about 12 years to figure out that that second response should have been the first response!
Friends,
Emily and I are hoping to do an open house near the begining of December. We’re selling bags, purses, her famous rolls, some Christmas decor, etc. We’ll keep you posted as to when, where and what we’re selling. Are you interested? Let us know so we make sure we get the info to you!
_monica
P.S. The photo is of the purse I made myself. There will be similar ones sold at the open house. They make great gifts!
So I am realizing that if I really want to sew some Christmas gifts I need to make a weekly day set aside just for that…or it’ll never happen. I’m thinking Fridays. We’ll see though.
Any suggestions on how to get to your sewing projects or other hobbies? And what are some of your projects?
I personally hate halloween. I don’t see the point at all! Of course, I don’t see some of the points of Christmas either, but at least there isn’t any scaring of people for Christmas.
Anyway, since I’m sick and the kids are sick we’re staying home tonight and Eric is handing out candy to trick or treaters. We’ve only had two. The second one was a little tiny boy who was wearing a hockey mask and carrying a machete. Hmmmm…. When Eric opened the door the little psycho killer yelled out in a cheery voice “Happy Halloween!” When Eric said he was giving him nerds and a peanut butter cup the kid cries out with joy “peanut butter! COOL! Thanks!” and runs off. So funny!
And now my kids are eating a piece of candy. Noah chose the Nerds but can’t seem to remember what they are called. So far he’s referred to them as “Narwalls” and “Nermils.” Ha!
