Homegrown Texan

Born and raised in Texas, I've found the home of my heart and soul in the Pacific Northwest. I love trees, cool weather, and rain. I'm a back to basics kind of gal just trying to raise my family and find a bit of time to slow down in this hectic life.

Sunday we went "camping" with some friends at their friends' cabin.  Michael got to wrestling with some of the other boys there and got hit in the mouth.  Not hard, but hard enough to knock his tooth out.  He cried some, but got over it pretty quickly.  The tooth had almost no root on it so I wasn't really worried, but since I didn't think it had been loose, I was still surprised that it came out.  I asked him if it had been loose and he said, "oh, yeah, it was loose".  Baby, you gotta prepare your sentimental momma for this kind of thing! :)

I found this poem online about the tooth fairy, so late last night, after we got home, unpacked, and got the kids to bed, I went to Wal-mart (yeah, I know, don't go there) and bought some "jewels" so I could leave one in the tooth fairy pillow Michael sewed in kindergarten last year.  These jewels conveniently have white streaks in them, so one could imagine that they are from the tooth that the jewel was crafted from.

This night it is a special night
As fairies dance upon the roof.
All the fairies must alight,
For Michael just lost a tooth!

The Fairy Queen gives her commands-
Twelve bright fairies must join hands
Then together in a circle stands
To guard Michael while he sleeps.

The Tooth Fairy into the circle leaps
The hidden tooth she takes
Ah, but has far to go
Before Michael awakes.

Three times around the world she flies
Over valleys deep and mountains high;
Skirts the storm clouds thick with thunder,
Wings over waves all wild with wonder.

Deep within their earthly homes
Finally she finds the gnomes,
Who upon the tooth must work
Never once their duty shirk.

Some are hammering, hammering, hammering,
Some the bellows blow
Others sweat at the sweltering forge
And then cry out, "Heigh Ho!"

The tooth's been turned to a shining stone,
A glimmering, glowing gem
The tooth Fairy takes the gnomes' good gift,
And bows (curtsies) to all of them.
Before the sun's first rays are shown,
She returns to Michael's bed,
And then - - - away she's flown!

Nathan turns 5 this Friday.

FIVE!  I can't believe my little baby boy is going to be 5.  For some reason, this age really seals the fact that he's not a baby boy anymore.  Not that a 4 year old is a baby, anyway, but there's just something so grown-up sounding about 5.  I don't know, perhaps it's because 5 is official school age.  Nathan just misses the cut-off for kindergarten this year, so he's in preschool.  But since preschool & kindergarten are combined at his school, he feels like he is in kindergarten.  And since Michael is in kindergarten, they are in the same class.  This is the only year that will happen.  They are really enjoying it, and it's really sweet.  I'm glad that they get to have this time together before Michael moves on and they start going their separate ways.

It's especially exciting, though, when Nathan has a birthday, because like I'm sure most moms do, I get to think back to when he was born.  Nathan was premature, and couldn't breathe or eat on his own very well.  So he was hooked up to a vent for a little while, IVs, ate with a stomach tube, etc.  It was sad to see him with all these tubes going in and out of him.  But now it's cool to look back and see how far he's come.  He's a perfectly healthy and happy little boy.  And yes, I'm sad that I don't have my baby anymore, but I'm also so happy to see him advancing, just like he's supposed to.  And, when he crawls into bed or asks for a cuddle in his bath towel after his shower before he gets dressed, I know that I really do, for a while longer at least, still have my baby boy.