What does the tooth fairy look like?

I have to say, I haven't been quite as sick. Maybe controlling lunch/afternoon snack has helped?  And pretzels taste awesome too.  Right when you put them in your mouth and the salt hits your tongue (saltiest side down!), mmm...good.  Only for now, I know.
I made taco salad last night, and the meat was frozen, so I had to thaw it in the microwave.  By the time I opened the door to the micro, it was STiNKy!  I called Ches in, since I wasn't sure if it was my sense of hyper-active smell or nasty meat.  It was definitely the meat!  We ended up using refried beans and no meat.  I just couldn't make more.  Ethan was yelling, "It smells like snakes!" (as if he knows what snakes smell like?)  Now, I'm not so hungry for meat. :P
Clay's appointment went fine yesterday, and he's staying at only 10 milligrams-the lowest dose.  I'm happy with it, and I feel we are seeing enough of a difference, so why go higher?  It was a short meeting, and I was planning for the whole hour-but it was quick!
Mary Claire had a dentist appointment today and got two teeth pulled.  AOOOOA  See the A's?  Those are the ones she had pulled.   The two teeth to the outside of her top front four.  They were beautiful, perfect teeth, but they needed to come out.  Her xrays showed that the teeth coming in were at severe angles (even I could see that), and it was due to the teeth that we had pulled.  They were baby teeth and would've come out when she was 9 or 10 anyway.  (They were much longer than I thought they'd be!)  She's getting braces in a month or two, and we are getting ready.  We still need to start her speech therapy to stop her tongue thrusting (on her front teeth, and pushing her palate up so high!).  We'll get there, and when we are done-it'll be worth it.  (Try to remind me when we get there!)
Anyway, she took it like a pro.  She wasn't nervous, and I'd prepped her beforehand.  She wanted to know honestly what they were going to do, so I told her.  I knew she could take it.  When they were giving the shots, they told her they were putting magic balloons on that would pinch and pull at her gums (Ha.).  She said she knew it was shots. I asked her if she told them, and she said no.  She just let them think she was fooled.  What a big girl!  She was a little tired when she came out, but one milkshake later, she was in a much better mood!  Now she's had dinner, and the "sockets" are all dried up, and I think she's fine.
Now there's just the tooth fairy to deal with... She wrote a note asking the tooth fairy if she could keep her teeth, and she asked what the tooth fairy looks like.  Umm..what do you say to that?  Sometimes the tooth fairy writes her notes, but what to write..?  And how much do you pay for two big, pulled teeth?  We haven't had any teeth out in a long time!  And then the money will burn a hole in her pocket till she gets to spend it.  Ahh, childhood!
I'm still doing fine.  Waking up in the night with a dry mouth, so I'm drinking at least a bottle of water in the night (yep, causing further waking!), but I have to stay hydrated.  I think it's my heat vent right over my face above my bed!  I have a love/hate relationship with it-I love the hot air, hate having my face all dried out.  Dilemma.  So, I keep drinking.  Hey..maybe that's causing my premature wrinkling!  Aha!
Seriously-what does the tooth fairy look like?

Sleep Didn't Happen Here. : (

The Tour de France has invaded my home! I can tell you all about Ben Stiller presenting the yellow jersey for today, the race, how it repeats twice a day...It is background for us the first three weeks of July. Now, I remember. Why Ches teaches the first half of summer and takes off the second half. How do I forget? I always want him to switch it around, but THIS is why. Ahh, and Lance is back. : ) He's in Heaven. (Ches, I mean.)

Well, got Clay a poopy breath appt. with the ENT specialist in July, but not till the 21st, the day before we leave for vacation. He's all concerned, crying that he can't breathe. He didn't get upset till I said he needed to go to the doctor. Don't worry, I learned a lesson. He's also been down from bed three times. Prayers, more prayers, wants me to say more for him when I go to bed, poopy toilet problems, crying, "can't focus" (his exact words). He's tired! Like me. How can you focus when you are so tired?!

Speaking of. Last night, we stayed up until 12:30 to watch Last Chance Harvey (very good, btw). Then at 4am, I was awakened my screeching-crying. Ethan. I managed to get that his leg hurt, I think it was asleep, and then got tingly. I laid him back down, and he wanted to "Eat!" So, downstairs, tried yogurt, he refused after agreeing (particularly aggravating at 4am), then fed him, he peed, then back to bed. Checked MC's blood, then back to bed. To lay there. Ethan was playing, and I was just listening. I'd forgotten my Zyrtec, so I wasn't breathing so well myself. I finally drifted off, then at 5am, Mary Claire wandered in, and wanted me to pull her tooth. (Seriously?) I sat up, tried to pull it as she cried, then I refused. I mean, what? I told her to go back to bed (as I could hear Ethan awake again!), turn off all lights, and go to sleep! I finally went back to sleep. What a night. I didn't get much sleep. Then to top it off, I put Ethan down for a nap around 2ish, tried to rest, and he never went to sleep. He was screaming within an hour, and I went up there. He didn't calm down much. I think he was overtired. He didn't even want to play. I finally put him in the tub, and he sat so still. I washed him, then he seemed to perk up. He played, I dressed him, and he got better.

What a day. I worked on Clay's room again. He "confessed" to me what a horrible mess there was under his bed (and he wasn't kidding). We cleaned till 2! Mary Claire inherited some drawers from Clay's closet, so we did some organizing in her room too. She's been complaining about not enough room for her swimsuits. Poor baby. : ( There are too many to fit in her dresser drawer. So, now there's more room, and we moved her summer jammies in there too. She's all happy, and made these little labels for the drawers (lest she forget what goes in there!). She has one empty drawer, and she's just dying to put something in there! I have no doubt there's already something. Her wait a day? Not!

And did I mention I changed out a threshold in my spare time? I changed the seal on my back door (had to take it off its hinges, so Ches helped here), then pulled up the old wood, and replaced the wood, seal, etc. I still have to paint it and add silicone caulking. Not bad. When I decide to do something, I do it! Ches just stands back. It's easier to help me than argue with me. : ) I don't know why I'm this way. I'll blame it on my parents. : ) (ps-thanks for teaching me to do handy stuff!)

Tomorrow is Bible Study, and lunch out with Mom's friends, then pick up an order from a catalog show, then maybe make some monogrammed sippy cups. Should prove to be busy, never fail, I've much to do! : ) Now, I just have to do my bs homework.... and it's already 10:15pm....