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I have a big tooth( this part is for joy:)...... tell megan that on our next playdate she might be able to see big tooth).A big tooth is a tooth that you are getting ready to loose.it is down to the c in inch on a ruler. it is down to the 2nd
m in milemeters.it will propably be my first tooth to loose. it is so loose i can move it with my tounge.when i was little i was running away from my friend megan i ran into a bench and big tooth got bent back. but, a few years after that,i started kindergarten and in PE i ran into garrett and then that's when big tooth came back to the same place it used to be. and now since big tooth is so wiggly it is really close to my lip.
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Okay, so I've heard the phrase "long in the tooth" before, but I've NEVER seen anything like 7's Big Tooth. Even though she refers to it as such, Big Tooth has not always been Big. It was just an ordinary front tooth like the one beside him. But lately, ordinary tooth has morphed into Something Scary. It's like the wigglier he gets, the Bigger he gets, and the more he starts to develop his own identity. 7's even created a special face that she makes when she's playing the role of Mr. Big Tooth, and it cracks me right up. The sentence "Let's watch the Wizard of Oz" is nothing comical until it's said in Big Tooth Voice. Her face goes all sideways, and Big Tooth just pokes out there like he's the one who's doing the talking. It's creepy and hilarious. Big Tooth won't be with us long. Pretty soon, he's going to leap right out of that 7 year old mouth. This is my first experience with a child having lost a tooth, Big or not, and it's a little scary. I've warned 7 that There Will Be Blood, and, for the most part, she's cool with that. The panic for the current evening, however, involves Big Tooth's possible departure during sleep, which you would think would incite panic over the thought of swallowing one's tooth, but for 7, this fear is directly related to her losing her payout from the Tooth Fairy. I've promised her that, no matter where Big Tooth ends up, the Tooth Fairy will be promptly notified so that her winnings can be relayed in a hasty manner. She seems sorta okay with that, too.
Our questions to you tonight, dear followers, are thus:
Did YOU ever have a Big Tooth?
Do you have a Big Tooth NOW? (from 7: ms joy may you please ask megan that question? thank you.)
What are your memories revolving around your first wiggly tooth?
Friday, February 26, 2010
Tuesday, January 26, 2010
STARWARS
from 7:
starwars is BEST movie ever. I have 2 favorite charecters,Princess Leia, and Luke Skywalker.Yoda sounds funny. I told 37 that "Yoda sounds like Grover." and then dad said that "that was a very strong observation"and then 37 said "you're right Gracie. Yoda and Grover are the same pepole.Yoda and Grover have the same person spoken for their voice." Princess Leia kissed Honsolo and Luke both on the lips.in movie #5.one time I started breathing like darthvator.
from 37:
Okay, okay, geeks, hold your fire, and don't go bustin' 7's chops just because she gets a bit of the plot of star wars mixed up with the empire strikes back. She is but a young jedi and with enough (read: hundreds more) viewings, she, too, will be able to differentiate between the six sagas. Let's just for now be impressed that she referred to the leia smooch-a-thon scene as heralding from episode FIVE. (I won't tell you WHO referred to it as episode TWO just the week prior but...um, yeah, it was totally me.) So, anyhow this whole love-of-all-things Galaxy Far Far Away started about two weeks ago, when we decided it was high time to indoctrinate 7 and her younger brother into the world of droids and space dudes. Scott and I decided to start the viewing in the order in which nature and George Lucas intended: beginning with Princess Bun Head. Seeing this movie was a pivotal point in MY life, when my dad took me to a "grown up" movie for the very first time. I felt like the coolest kid in the world. And Princess Leia....whooo....she was a VISION in her flowy, hooded white gown, and her dewy coral lip gloss, and that hair....my moon and stars....the HAIR!! Those buns would be something we young lasses would not only covet in the late 70s, but attempt to recreate again and again and again, usually, to no avail, even with maternal involvement. It's no wonder so many of us fell for her, and why 7 is falling for her now. Next week, we'll have a viewing of Episode SIX, where 7 will learn, and undoubtedly be grossed out by, the fact that the previously ne'er do wrong Princess has been smooching on her BROTHER. Ewwww!
starwars is BEST movie ever. I have 2 favorite charecters,Princess Leia, and Luke Skywalker.Yoda sounds funny. I told 37 that "Yoda sounds like Grover." and then dad said that "that was a very strong observation"and then 37 said "you're right Gracie. Yoda and Grover are the same pepole.Yoda and Grover have the same person spoken for their voice." Princess Leia kissed Honsolo and Luke both on the lips.in movie #5.one time I started breathing like darthvator.
from 37:
Okay, okay, geeks, hold your fire, and don't go bustin' 7's chops just because she gets a bit of the plot of star wars mixed up with the empire strikes back. She is but a young jedi and with enough (read: hundreds more) viewings, she, too, will be able to differentiate between the six sagas. Let's just for now be impressed that she referred to the leia smooch-a-thon scene as heralding from episode FIVE. (I won't tell you WHO referred to it as episode TWO just the week prior but...um, yeah, it was totally me.) So, anyhow this whole love-of-all-things Galaxy Far Far Away started about two weeks ago, when we decided it was high time to indoctrinate 7 and her younger brother into the world of droids and space dudes. Scott and I decided to start the viewing in the order in which nature and George Lucas intended: beginning with Princess Bun Head. Seeing this movie was a pivotal point in MY life, when my dad took me to a "grown up" movie for the very first time. I felt like the coolest kid in the world. And Princess Leia....whooo....she was a VISION in her flowy, hooded white gown, and her dewy coral lip gloss, and that hair....my moon and stars....the HAIR!! Those buns would be something we young lasses would not only covet in the late 70s, but attempt to recreate again and again and again, usually, to no avail, even with maternal involvement. It's no wonder so many of us fell for her, and why 7 is falling for her now. Next week, we'll have a viewing of Episode SIX, where 7 will learn, and undoubtedly be grossed out by, the fact that the previously ne'er do wrong Princess has been smooching on her BROTHER. Ewwww!
Thursday, January 14, 2010
let's dance!
from 7:
okay i was just at dance class,and i saw one of my BEST friends named olivia. in dance class me and olivia were so silly! and after dance class, we got (two) starburst(s). and we ate both of them before our mom's were even there to pick us up! and i usally get picked up after olivia, but this time, olivia got picked up after me!
from 37:
There wasn't much in the way of dance studios where I grew up in Tinytown, USA, but my mom managed to find me a place to get my tap, ballet, jazz on. Tammy's School of Dance it was called, and let me just say Tammy had a lot of other things going on in her life besides dance back in 1982. I remember specifically a time when all of us sat lined up against the wall, decked out in our leotards and legwarmers, most of us rocking side ponies, waiting for class to begin. Tammy was sitting opposite us, against the mirrors. Her mascara was all smeared. She wasn't talking, just sitting, and I'm not sure whether she even knew she had 15 young girls in the room with her. I remember we were whispering to each other; I think something in Tammy's face triggered our fight or flight responses, and we were just waiting to figure out which one we should use. I can't remember who started the yelling, but I remember it was loud, and it was maybe the first time I'd ever heard a grown-up yell in my life, outside of a football game. But before I knew it, it was a full-on scream-fest. Half of the yelling came from somewhere off-stage, from a deep voice that we quickly learned was her soon-to-be-ex-husband. The whole thing was very other-worldly, Tammy and her almost-ex yelling at each other like that. I wish I would have known then what I know now, so I could tell Tammy that nobody deserves to be yelled at like that, and that people who yell aren't really the sorts of folks you need to be palling around with anyhow. But we all just sat there, side-ponied, prepubescent wanna-be dancers, waiting for class to start and wanting our teacher to stop screaming and for that mean guy to magically hush. That's the only time I can distinctly remember Tammy and her almost-ex yelling, but I could be blocking out the other times. Regardless: not exacly the year I mastered my shimmie OR my chasse.
okay i was just at dance class,and i saw one of my BEST friends named olivia. in dance class me and olivia were so silly! and after dance class, we got (two) starburst(s). and we ate both of them before our mom's were even there to pick us up! and i usally get picked up after olivia, but this time, olivia got picked up after me!
from 37:
There wasn't much in the way of dance studios where I grew up in Tinytown, USA, but my mom managed to find me a place to get my tap, ballet, jazz on. Tammy's School of Dance it was called, and let me just say Tammy had a lot of other things going on in her life besides dance back in 1982. I remember specifically a time when all of us sat lined up against the wall, decked out in our leotards and legwarmers, most of us rocking side ponies, waiting for class to begin. Tammy was sitting opposite us, against the mirrors. Her mascara was all smeared. She wasn't talking, just sitting, and I'm not sure whether she even knew she had 15 young girls in the room with her. I remember we were whispering to each other; I think something in Tammy's face triggered our fight or flight responses, and we were just waiting to figure out which one we should use. I can't remember who started the yelling, but I remember it was loud, and it was maybe the first time I'd ever heard a grown-up yell in my life, outside of a football game. But before I knew it, it was a full-on scream-fest. Half of the yelling came from somewhere off-stage, from a deep voice that we quickly learned was her soon-to-be-ex-husband. The whole thing was very other-worldly, Tammy and her almost-ex yelling at each other like that. I wish I would have known then what I know now, so I could tell Tammy that nobody deserves to be yelled at like that, and that people who yell aren't really the sorts of folks you need to be palling around with anyhow. But we all just sat there, side-ponied, prepubescent wanna-be dancers, waiting for class to start and wanting our teacher to stop screaming and for that mean guy to magically hush. That's the only time I can distinctly remember Tammy and her almost-ex yelling, but I could be blocking out the other times. Regardless: not exacly the year I mastered my shimmie OR my chasse.
Tuesday, January 5, 2010
ice skating ( with megan for 7)
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a few days ago, i went ice skating with my bestest friend ever named megan. and when it was time for them to clean the ice, (well it was my first time ice skating so megan's mom helped me get off the ice when it was time,) megan was coming to help me skate too. and she was at the end of the ( ice skating) rink,she was ice skating the wrong way. one time i almost went to the middle. then i told ms joy ( megan's mom) that i was cold and thirsty. and she said well why don't i buy you and megan some hot cocoa. and i said ok. and after that, we went back into the ice skating room, and ice skated some more. it was a FUN day. P.S. ME AND MEGAN.... BFFAEAE'S. ( AEAE stands for and ever and ever)
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You would think since I agreed that we would write on this topic, that I would have at least some small witty anecdote about ice skating to make my part interesting. But I got bupkis. Tonight's topic selection was a) 7's idea, and 2) basically a vehicle for 7 to tell y'all about her first exciting trip to the rink, courtesy of her aforementioned BFFAEAE, Megan. Now, MEGAN'S mom could tell you an ice skating story. She was championship Ice Princess skater grrl where she grew up in Coldsvile, Northdy North, USA. She could probably spin (punny!) a fabulous yarn about her days on the rink. Me? I vaguely remember something about a run-down ice rink in the middle of a mall somewhere near Charlotte when I was in high school. I remember being not good, and somewhat frightened of the whole bit. It wasn't the ice skating itself that was frightening, it was more because of the creepy dudes who hung out there. Maybe that's why I never became the Ice Princess of My Hometown. Either that, or it's because we haven't seen snow since the 70s, and the only thing we've got in the middle of our mall is a carousel. Maybe there's still time for me to become Little Miss Merry-Go-Round. Who knows? It's 2010. Bring it!
a few days ago, i went ice skating with my bestest friend ever named megan. and when it was time for them to clean the ice, (well it was my first time ice skating so megan's mom helped me get off the ice when it was time,) megan was coming to help me skate too. and she was at the end of the ( ice skating) rink,she was ice skating the wrong way. one time i almost went to the middle. then i told ms joy ( megan's mom) that i was cold and thirsty. and she said well why don't i buy you and megan some hot cocoa. and i said ok. and after that, we went back into the ice skating room, and ice skated some more. it was a FUN day. P.S. ME AND MEGAN.... BFFAEAE'S. ( AEAE stands for and ever and ever)
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You would think since I agreed that we would write on this topic, that I would have at least some small witty anecdote about ice skating to make my part interesting. But I got bupkis. Tonight's topic selection was a) 7's idea, and 2) basically a vehicle for 7 to tell y'all about her first exciting trip to the rink, courtesy of her aforementioned BFFAEAE, Megan. Now, MEGAN'S mom could tell you an ice skating story. She was championship Ice Princess skater grrl where she grew up in Coldsvile, Northdy North, USA. She could probably spin (punny!) a fabulous yarn about her days on the rink. Me? I vaguely remember something about a run-down ice rink in the middle of a mall somewhere near Charlotte when I was in high school. I remember being not good, and somewhat frightened of the whole bit. It wasn't the ice skating itself that was frightening, it was more because of the creepy dudes who hung out there. Maybe that's why I never became the Ice Princess of My Hometown. Either that, or it's because we haven't seen snow since the 70s, and the only thing we've got in the middle of our mall is a carousel. Maybe there's still time for me to become Little Miss Merry-Go-Round. Who knows? It's 2010. Bring it!
Wednesday, December 30, 2009
Holly Gollolly!
from 7 & 37:
7 got this great idea (a few weeks ago, but 37 can't possibly keep up with all of her whims) to mail all our beloved followers Christmas cards to say thank you for being, well...beloved followers! So then, I thought (I have whims of my own, you know), that it would be more appropriate to send you Digital Holiday Greetings, because a) that's the manner to which you have become accustomed to receiving greetings from us in, and 2) we're out of stamps.
So, to all our followers, new and old (we're up to TEN...how exciting is that?), and to those of you who follow us, but haven't figured out how to say so publicly (Mom and Trudy), MERRY CHRISTMAS, HAPPY HOLIDAYS, and HAVE A FABULOUS NEW YEAR! You guys are awesome, and every single comment, whether by blog, by email or by phone call, we appreciate you. Y'all keep us motivated!
Wishing you all the happiness that a brand new year brings!
With love,
7 & 37
7 got this great idea (a few weeks ago, but 37 can't possibly keep up with all of her whims) to mail all our beloved followers Christmas cards to say thank you for being, well...beloved followers! So then, I thought (I have whims of my own, you know), that it would be more appropriate to send you Digital Holiday Greetings, because a) that's the manner to which you have become accustomed to receiving greetings from us in, and 2) we're out of stamps.
So, to all our followers, new and old (we're up to TEN...how exciting is that?), and to those of you who follow us, but haven't figured out how to say so publicly (Mom and Trudy), MERRY CHRISTMAS, HAPPY HOLIDAYS, and HAVE A FABULOUS NEW YEAR! You guys are awesome, and every single comment, whether by blog, by email or by phone call, we appreciate you. Y'all keep us motivated!
Wishing you all the happiness that a brand new year brings!
With love,
7 & 37
Tuesday, December 22, 2009
going caroling
#7
lastnight me and my mom went caroling. first we got on the redemeer luthran church activity bus.( our pastor drove.)first we went to mr. rusty and ms. debbie's house, then we went to ms.lib's house,and then we went to two other families houses. it made them happy.
#37
it's not something you get the chance to participate in every day, or even every year for that matter, but if somebody asks you if you want to go caroling, say yes. it will warm a bunch of hearts, and make yours feel even bigger. singing experience not required. trust me.
lastnight me and my mom went caroling. first we got on the redemeer luthran church activity bus.( our pastor drove.)first we went to mr. rusty and ms. debbie's house, then we went to ms.lib's house,and then we went to two other families houses. it made them happy.
#37
it's not something you get the chance to participate in every day, or even every year for that matter, but if somebody asks you if you want to go caroling, say yes. it will warm a bunch of hearts, and make yours feel even bigger. singing experience not required. trust me.
Sunday, December 20, 2009
#7's christmas play
#7
today I had a christmas play. I wore my purple robe and we could'nt find the little rope that goes around my robe so we ended up using my dark purple scarf.and today at my christmas play............. we sang..............no ordinary night the first line is there's something in the air tonight it feel's as if the time right for something quite amazing to occur,the next song is glory to god.minding the flock tending the sheep trying to catch a moment of sleep,the next song is shaggy smelly sheep.the first line to that is camped upon a green judean hillside,the next song is head'in down to bethlehem,can't belive we really saw a angel,the next song is this is Jesus, little baby little savior who was born this holy night,the next song is go and tell.shout it from the housetop's.
P.S. we had speaking part's.
# 37
My participation in today's play was what my boss would refer to as "and all other duties as required." From the flocking of the sheep to the ironing of the backdrops to the wheeling out of the stage partition, I helped fill in the blanks where necessary. All of the accolades, however, go to my amazing friend, Martie, who pulled off the whole she-bang, along with our fab music director, Mark. I don't know how they did what they did, because it was one major production for our medium-ish Lutheran church, but they did it, and it was AWESOME. There's something magical and fabulous about a Christmas play; what a great way to celebrate this wonderful time of year.
today I had a christmas play. I wore my purple robe and we could'nt find the little rope that goes around my robe so we ended up using my dark purple scarf.and today at my christmas play............. we sang..............no ordinary night the first line is there's something in the air tonight it feel's as if the time right for something quite amazing to occur,the next song is glory to god.minding the flock tending the sheep trying to catch a moment of sleep,the next song is shaggy smelly sheep.the first line to that is camped upon a green judean hillside,the next song is head'in down to bethlehem,can't belive we really saw a angel,the next song is this is Jesus, little baby little savior who was born this holy night,the next song is go and tell.shout it from the housetop's.
P.S. we had speaking part's.
# 37
My participation in today's play was what my boss would refer to as "and all other duties as required." From the flocking of the sheep to the ironing of the backdrops to the wheeling out of the stage partition, I helped fill in the blanks where necessary. All of the accolades, however, go to my amazing friend, Martie, who pulled off the whole she-bang, along with our fab music director, Mark. I don't know how they did what they did, because it was one major production for our medium-ish Lutheran church, but they did it, and it was AWESOME. There's something magical and fabulous about a Christmas play; what a great way to celebrate this wonderful time of year.
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