Conor lost his first tooth today - at the day care he goes to after school. His teacher said he was very calm about it. He walked up to her and said, "Mrs. L, my tooth fell out."
She said he had blood dripping down his chin. He didn't freak out about that, either, he just said, "Oh."
I think that may be because he doesn't feel well. He didn't look like he felt well, so I said, "Are you OK, honey?"
He said his stomach was hurting.
His teacher asked, "Did you go to the bathroom?"
"Yeah, but I couldn't poop." Yep. Little boys aren't very discreet. heehee
We came home and he laid down on the couch and went to sleep. He also misses his dad. Since Jeff works nights and has had a lot of school work to do this week, he didn't get to pick him up from the day care to do stuff with him. And he leaves for school or work right before or after we get home.
Jeff had an interview last week and they said they were going to give him the job, they just had some paperwork to do and he had to OK it with his boss. So, we are very hopeful, but cautiously hopeful.
OK, short and sweet. That's all I have for today. :)