Apollo just lost his second tooth. Twice.
We were watching a movie the other day and suddenly he yelled, “I lost my tooth!”
We all oooohed and awwwed as is appropriate for a little boy who just lost his tooth. We went back to mindless entertainment when he cried out, “I lost my tooth… in the couch!”
There was more grief and less jubilation this time. But he quickly recovered.
And now that you have looked at cute photos, I can tell you about my day.
Murphy came to visit. Murphy as in, Murphy’s Law.
It started great. I got up at six am and settled in to check email and sip coffee. That was pretty much the last good thing that happened.
Out of my three kids in junior high, one got on the bus, one missed the bus and one refused to get out of bed.
I had to take my 8th grader (who missed the bus) to school at 7:55, Tucker to choir practice at 8:15 and had a 504 meeting scheduled for 8:30. Apollo woke (in a puddle of pee…in my bed) just as I was leaving to take the 8th grader to school. He was not happy to see me leave. I put Tucker in charge of helping him dress and Kalina in charge of fixing him breakfast.
I returned home just in time to grab Tucker (and Apollo since he refused to be parted with me again) and drop off Tucker at choir and show up for the 504 meeting, Apollo in tow. While I was on time, the school nurse was not because she was running late.
As soon as the 504 meeting was over, I rushed home to pick up Kalina so she could help out with Momspot at church. After Momspot we went to the eye doctor so she could get her new frames. Only she didn’t have her glasses (with the lenses) in them, so we came home empty-handed.
Here at home, I got a call that Apollo shoved a kid at school and got throat punched in return.
And the day is only half over.
Wish me luck and send in reinforcements.
Murphy, pack your bags. It’s time for you to move on.