(Olivia's on the left, Anna on the right)
...Sophie got her first bottom tooth.
When Aaron felt her tooth coming through and told me about it, my first sensation was disbelief. Then sadness. Then despair. (Well, okay, that's melodramatic.) After all, Sophie's our last baby. Our last baby is getting her first tooth.
It's the beginning of the end.
Next thing I know, she'll be going off to college and I'll be standing there -- a thirty year old in a fifty-year-old's body saying, "What happened?"
Please join with me in whistling "Sunrise, Sunset" from Fiddler on the Roof. It doesn't matter where you are in the world. I think it's only appropriate.
Meanwhile, in other news from the Sonnichsen homestead: Gabe's expanded nose has now turned purple. I was also very embarrassed to hear that he's been picking out bloody boogers while on the schoolbus, eating them, and seriously grossing out the other passengers. I just hope he'll grow up to be a nice boy that people will want to be around. Sheesh!
Anna was pretty cute tonight. I made punch for my friend Janella's baby shower, but I had a lot of the frozen part left over. She was helping me "make" the leftover punch, ie. put the frozen part in a jug and pour Sprite over it. I put the frozen part in and she said, "Mommy, how do you punch it?"
"What?" I asked, confused.
"How do you punch it, Mommy?"
It took me a few moments to figure out what she was really asking.
Of course, I had to laugh.
So, here they are, five of my very favorite people. They're a fun group with whom to go through the ins and outs of life.