which I think of as a necessary evil (but I keep that to myself obviously!).
This is the first time that the 7 & 5 year old have not appeared fully-clad in uniform in the kitchen at some ungodly hour, all keen to get their groove on in the classroom.
Neither woke in eager anticipation, I had to wake them up and they were both reluctant starters. The eldest cried a bit and the youngest’s FIRST tooth ever FELL out. She’s only just 5, surely far too early for all that? Facing facts, she clearly has two new “adult” teeth growing through at the bottom pushing the baby ones out from behind. It’s brutal stuff for a parent I can tell you, taking a double row of teeth (think shark) yet strangely gapped-wonder in on the first day.
Now, I’d better end there otherwise I am going to forget to do the tooth-fairy thing and my track record on that is pretty dismal…
I should probably make an appointment at the dentist too. My least favourite place, after school.
Little Shop of Horrors
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