not that but this

{Linc and E in February.}

The other night, Elliott's tooth fell out. At least that's what I heard when I got home from an errand. I was amazed that he let Adam pull it out- he won't let me near it. (And I've wanted to pull it out for the last 3 months that it's been dangling out of his mouth and you could see the new one coming in behind it... but I refrained. Oh man that was hard!) Adam left the room and as I was talking to the boys in their beds Elliott told me that Adam had to wrestle and pull it three times to get it out! Funny that Adam didn't mention any of that! But he was happy it was out.

Next we needed to find the gold coins the tooth fairy has been giving out, and this time Adam told E the tooth fairy was paying triple. So he asked where the coins were, and I don't remember putting them anywhere- so he must have right? We searched everywhere- and I got a nice little talk about not losing things and Adam got a nice little talk about keeping track of 5 people's stuff and that maybe he could be in charge of it. So anyway, the only place we hadn't looked was a little drawer and I knew they had to be there. I came back to Adam and said, "I didn't find that, but this!" It was some oil he had ordered in the mail for one of his electronic things and had been expecting (and asking) about it for days. I told him it hadn't come yet, but that it seems like I dreamed about it or something. Yeah. It had come, and why it was in the drawer I have no idea. Two more times this has happened in the last few days. I tried to find a book of Adam's great grandma in our storage room and instead came back with a sack of clothes that were supposed to be Linc's Christmas presents! Woops! Not that but this! And then I went to get some mac and cheese in our food storage per the boys' request and i found one of Linc's milk filled sippy cups that had been turned chunky. Gross. There's always a surprise in our house. Hmmm- what else can I find???

Here are some other observations from the weekend:

At E's soccer game the other team's coach was wearing a shirt that said, "Raider Hater" and the people sitting next to us (who's kid was on their team) had a huge Raider's blanket over them. Funny.

Also, another family had the same blue plaid blanket that we had- which isn't anything special, except for the way I ended up with this certain one. Once or twice I went on a date with a boy. I drove to his house in the winter and my heater was broken, so on the way home- he gave me his blanket from his bed. You know the old trick- give them something so you have to keep in touch in order to get it back? Well- we didn't keep in touch. A couple of years later- my sister said it was rude of me to keep it and that I should still take it back- but I didn't. So now I have this awesome picnic blanket that I always keep in my car. And I use it at all of the freezing cold soccer games. I wonder where the other family got theirs?

After the game- the coach came and talked to Elliott and told him what a good job he did. "Your best game ever!" he said. He almost made a goal a few times- which is way different than the "hanging-in-the-back-of-the-pack-never-touching-the-ball" attitude we usually see every week. (In his defense- he's got some very good 6 year old players on his team.) The coach looked at us for an explanation and I wanted to tell him that we practiced every day for hours and he finally understands the game- but I blurted out the truth, "We promised him that if he kicked the ball at least 5 times he could pick something out at the dollar store." I know- motivation comes in many forms- thank goodness for that dollar store though right? And he kicked it way more than 5 times. And he said it was the most fun he's had in a game. And I'm glad he felt how fun it could be. The dollar was money well spent.

As we were walking into the dollar store- a preteen girl walked in front of us and I had to look twice because tucked into her jacket so you couldn't see the top, but sticking out of the bottom of her jacket about a foot past her bum was a huge, fuzzy nest of hair. It was gross. And sad. Who lets their kid have hair like that? It seems so.... impractical.... and.... in the way. But whatever. I'm sure people think Ollie's hair could use a trim all the time. Speaking of, he might get a little cut for the summer. Although tonight in the bath I realized that his bangs make great sunscreen! His cheeks are all tan and his forehead is super white! I guess we'll see.

Adam got to coach Ollie's team today and only 4 boys showed up. The other team also had 4, but they seemed a head taller. So we got killed. It was funny to see Adam out there. After he was telling me the little boys were telling him stories the whole time, stomping on his toes, holding his hand and not really paying attention. That's 4-year-old soccer for ya. Ollie is really into soccer though- he's fun to watch.

Oh! I've been craving chips and salsa like crazy these days! Nope- I'm not pregnant, but it seems like I get in these moods and then I don't eat it for months and back and forth. Our friends invited us to the Red Iguana the other night and it was oh so tasty! Their fish taco was divine! So maybe that kick started it again, and I've been loving Herdez salsa. But last week I found some pico de gallo in the grocery store in a little fridge section. The brand is Rico and it is so good! We went through two in a week! I need to grow my own veggies so I can make my own this summer!! Rico also makes a good "ceviche" which is like salsa but has seafood in it. I tried this for the first time in Honduras- so good! So I got some and I love it- am I really eating shrimp? This is big!!

And since the bacteria was found in our water and the majority of the city has gotten sick from it, they have been chlorinating the water- big time. My dishes have never been cleaner it seems, but I can't bring myself to drink it yet. Word on the street is that it has the same amount of chlorine as a swimming pool...yikes! How is that healthy? I guess they haven't found how the contaminant got in our water yet, so they can't fix it yet. I wonder how long this will last?

We stopped by a crappy yard sale and came out with a cool old school light up santa and a tiny chord organ in a box for $7. And a toy metal gun for E and a tiny motorcycle for Ollie. So I guess it was a success. But where are all the cool garage sales with amazing stuff? How come I never come upon those?

And tonight Adam was supposed to play with his band so me and the boys had movie night and watched Pinocchio. When the blue fairy came out- Elliott said, "Look how pretty she is Mommy. Don't you wish you were that pretty? And sparkly?" Funny boy. Crazy weekend. And we still have a day to go!