Extra Digits, Throat Possums, and Kissing Fairies

The last week has been quite busy between tutoring extra hours as the end of school approaches and Chad being in Minnesota for five days. Friday we had a follow up appointment to re-x ray Braden's arm. Thank God there are no breaks and the ugly bruising is subsiding! Chad had his own visit to the dermatologist, where he was going to have a small wart removed from his finger. When I asked him how his visit went, he dropped a shocker on me, revealing that instead of having a wart, he indeed had another digit growing out of the side of his finger! (I'm NOT joking!!!) They had to surgically remove the thing! What the #@%&*? A couple of years ago he informed me that the dentist had told him he was "more highly evolved" due to the fact that he had no bottom wisdom teeth... and now he's self generating new fingers... WHO AM I MARRIED TO???

In addition to the very busy week, we all came down with some kind of nasty throat-sinus-cough crap... perfect timing for my job fair on Saturday morning, where I had to compete with a hundred people in a loud, echoing high school gym with almost no voice- whatever... I digress...At any rate, after a day of driving to Durham and then driving around in the car wrapped in a down blanket while our house was being showed, coming home and basically passing out, waking up intermittently feeling like my throat was on fire all night long, we went out to get some throat drops. I had gotten goldfish for the kids and Braden offered some to Chad. Chad told him "No thank you, I have a throat lozenge in my mouth." About five minutes later, as we pulled out of the shopping center Braden says, "Hey Dad, can I see your throat possum?" I knew exactly where he got it from, but Chad said, "You want to see what?" Braden very seriously answered, "Your throat possum..." I was laughing so hard I went into a coughing fit that just about choked me. "Your throat LOZENGE...you know that kinda sounded like POSSUM when you say it fast..." I answered. I love a good laugh!

Then last night before bed time, Braden let me pull out his front tooth. I have to figure out a way to post pictures on this blog, because he is SO cute with that front tooth missing! We read the story Tooth Fairy Rules and I gave him a special tooth fairy pillow with a box to put his tooth in. (Last year, when he lost his first two teeth, he swallowed the first one and the second one almost got lost too...) So I thought I had solved this problem. Of course when the tooth fairy went to get his tooth, and the lovely picture of Iron Man Braden had drawn for her, inviting her for a play date and signed "LOBE BRADEN," the tooth was missing! I think Ashlyn must have gone to look at it after they were supposed to be in bed and it's probably on the floor in there somewhere. Anyway, the tooth fairy had mercy and left quarters in the empty box. This morning, the kids came flying into our room where Braden announced, "I do believe in the tooth fairy! Ashlyn told me all about her daughters, the kissing fairies who come and give you kisses while you are sleeping. I think they were in my room last night!" What a great imagination. Ashlyn also informed me that the tooth fairy's name is Karen! She cracks me up.