Our first-born child has lost her first tooth! According to my friend, Kim, who taught Abby all about the inner workings of tooth fairies, when the oldest child of a family loses her first tooth, the family is assigned a tooth fairy. Sometimes, that fairy is lazy, sometimes fantastic, sometimes even a boy- we were hoping for a good one! Well, Abby actually swallowed her tooth so she wrote a note to the fairy explaining everything and she got a note back with 2 quarters stuck to it:
Dear Abigail, Thank you for your note. My name is Flossie and I'm your tooth fairy. I am so sorry you lost your tooth. I hope you were not too sad about it. I know you have another loose tooth- I can't wait to see it under your pillow! Love, Flossie
Abby has it memorized. I am going to make a little fabric envelope for future lost teeth... the next, of which will probably be by the end of the week. She is such a funny girl. Today, she told me she was going to draw a picture but I might find it scary and it was a surprise. She came out with this:
Can you tell who it is? I thought it was one of the Mr Men at first. Then she explained. A month or more ago, my mom brought over a catalog that featured many BBC titles. Abby pointed to the Poirot DVD set starring David Suchet and exclaimed, "Oh, isn't he handsome?" It was hilarious! She had never called anyone handsome like that... and Poirot? So funny!
I told her I thought his mustache was a little scary for me and she never mentioned it again. Then, today, she draws that picture! She said, "It's that man I thought was handsome and you thought was scary!" I asked her why she drew it and she said, "It's part of a book I'm making about men with mustaches and beards." I asked her who else was going to be in it and she said, in a tone of voice that told me I should already know the answer, "Santa!" I cannot wait to see the rest of the book.
We survived! We had a little "family only" party for them yesterday, complete with prezzies and cake. If you look closely, you will even see Jack the Cat in the background through the sliding glass door. They did so well.
They were fantastic at ripping up paper and loved their new toys. Liam just tore into everything and Lily was so dainty; sticking her pinky out as she ripped.
Then, of course, it was time for their first cake- carrot cake with delicious cream cheese frosting that Abby helped decorate. I made the bibs myself and I think they did their job well. The babies devoured the frosting and mostly left the cake.
I cannot believe how much has changed in a year- from 5 pound preemies to 20 pound, year-old, walking (they've each taken a few steps each on a regular basis but still mostly crawl), healthy babies. Here's to many happy birthdays to come! (Here, here!)
