Cory has had a loose tooth for a while now. Quite a while now, actually. Two loose teeth actually, but one in particular. That darn thing just won't come out, it's got one little root hanging on for dear life. He can literally turn the tooth around backwards or up-side-down, but it won't come out. Because of Cory's little sensitivities, I don't have the heart to just give it a yank (or some string and a door), so there it sits. Here he is three days ago with his tooth barely in, and no, it still hasn't come out.
Bryson's kindergarten teacher came up with a very....unique...or creative....way to teach the kids their months of the year - to the Macarena! Yes, that dance we did over and over and over so many years ago. Here he is doing it for us.
Just to embarrass him a tad further, I have to share how I found out he knew the Macarena.
He was in the bathroom...doing his thing...and I happened to walk by (he rarely closes the door) and he was on the pot doing the Macarena. HA HA HA HA. I had to look twice to make sure what I saw was indeed what I saw, but it was. I guess he got bored. ha ha ha ha
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