minus one, plus one

Today Stephanie lost another tooth. Really? Another one? When she declared its looseness and wiggled it relentlessly to gross us out the other night, Greg told her she cannot leave it for the tooth fairy because it has a silver cap on it. The tooth fairy has no use for decayed teeth. He looked at me and said, "Isn't that right, Mommy?"

I was stumped.

Speechless.

I don't know the protocol on this one. I told them that I didn't know because I didn't (and still don't) have cavities. I got full value out of all my pearly whites. Greg told me to shut up. Stephanie called me a goody-two-shoes.

She was very ok with the logic of the useless decayed tooth. We told her we'd like to keep it. She agreed.

She lost it at the craft show today. I kept it in my pocket all day. It's mine now.

The craft show was ok. That's it. Just ok.

I made enough to cover the cost of the booth rental, the snacks for the day, and a little extra. Hmph. This craft show was a combination craft sale & yard sale at school. The booth fees and silent auction money (each vendor donates an item to the silent auction) goes to the literacy department at the school. I guess people were more interested in the twenty-five cent deal than my high-priced craftiness. The same thing happened in the spring. Kinda discouraging.

To top it all off, it was hot. And now I have a sun headache.

We came home with an extra kid. One of Stephanie's friends from school is staying the night. Because we are totally cool parents, we set up the tent again.

I know. We are courageous to endure the backyard wilderness again. Follow me ~ I know where the clean potties are.