Teeth Keep Falling Out!

OK, we have been doing this for, let me do the math, since Bo was 6 that is 13 years and we probably have at least 4 more years to go till the Toothfairy can retired. Does the Toothfairy assigned to your house ever get so busy she forgets to stop in? Well the Reier's fairy does quite frequently I am embarassed and sad to acknowledge. Sneaky and forgetful as she may be, however, so far, so good. That is until the latest missing tooth. Skeptical Hannah checked promptly (hoping to gather proof for either believing or accusing) to see if the Toothfairy had delivered. Nope. Nothing. And Hannah, again promptly, shared the situation. So, when she was encouraged to check again, viola! The Toothfairy had indeed followed through with a dollar. (You know the economy these days... teeth don't pay so well especially when the Toothfairy doesn't plan ahead.) Hannah, relieved that she could still believe, raced in to show off the evidence supporting the existence of the Toothfairy. She snapped that dollar bill open and out fell a receipt. Apparently, not only is there a toothfairy, but she dines out for lunch and Chan Chun for Chinese!!!!

Kids Say the Dardest Things!

Some of these were first hand conversations I was witness to. Others have been reported recently from those privy to the conversation.

John, Jake's dad, asked me yesterday if we have been living in a tent. Then he told me what Max had said to Daphne, " You guys are so lucky you live in a house!" Max was standing next to me and I looked at him with a "WHAT?" Max shrugged his shoulders and said, "Well, I couldn't think of anything else to say. It was the first time in my life I couldn't think of anything to say!" I agree, that must have been the first time and probably the last!

Zeke likes to play. Chewie not so much. Zeke wants to play. Chewie yaps at him to stop. Zeke thinks it is great fun and keeps pestering Chewie. You get it. My strategy so that I don't call the pound is to squirt them with a stream of water from my stash of super-duper-stop-that-now squirt bottles. Matt and I had just walked in the house from Florida. Maggie greeted us with a full on-the-floor-kick-and-scream tantrum. I picked up the nearest squirt bottle and gave it to her good. She stopped... just like the dogs...go figure! But then she stood up and with her hands on her hips informed me, "YOU CAN'T DO THAT. THAT IS ILLEGAL!!!!" With that, she stomped off to her room.

Oregon Coast Vacation June 2009

The Reier Circus (minus Bo) spent a week in Arch Cape, Oregon. We rented a house on the beach. Arrived with no agenda and made up the vacation as we went.Tom came to dinner on Friday night. Weird having a neighbor come to dinner while you are on vacation. We served burgers. We waited for him to leave before we ate the "real" food on Saturday night.

Maggie's toe after playing with a Dunengous crab. They are delicious by the way!

Check out the "meaty" starfish!

During one of the sand castle building afternoons, Maggie was spotted making a "sand angel". Ya, gettin' sand out of her hair took more than a few showers and baths!

Everyone did well with the long drive. Everyone that is until the last 3 hours home when Maggie totally came apart and started poking and kicking everyone within her reach. We read the first two Fablehaven books and watched some fabulous old movies... Operation Pettycoat.