Adventures With Ma
Didn't even have to leave the house before having my first excitement of the day...
Behold: the Bunny has lost a tooth!

Yes, the first tooth from the last kid. 'Tis another milestone.
Of course, he prefers to be called 'Trevor', but he will always be a bunny, to me.
The tooth had been loose for a coupla weeks, and besides causing difficulties eating, it can make that whole teeth-brushing business a tad tricky.
This morning I noticed it hanging by less than a thread so I tested the waters for a grand Ma-tooth-extraction.
Trevor was reticent and I didn't force the issue. Just mentioned how nice it would be when it DID come out...all the advantages of easy eating and brushing. And I may have fixed up an empty pill bottle for his tooth collection....took off the label, replaced it with high quality duct tape and labeled it in ink, 'Trevor's teeth.'
Making a big deal is half of growing up, dontcha know.
About ten minutes later he came up beside my chair and asked me to pull it. Went rather fast--me being an expert and the tooth being so loose--and he barely felt a thing.
THEN came the fun of going to each member of the family and having them 'Oooo' and 'Ahhh' over it. More big dealedness.
Good times :-D
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Forward Ho, to Adventures With Ma:
After cleaning out the fridge--which amazingly enough takes FAR less time if performed at intervals of less than 8 months--Ma heads off shopping, her first stop being the Goodwill Store.
It is important to point out that despite finding a beautiful shirt on sale, she puts it back on the rack.
Our heroic Mas likes to engage in these little feats of mental strength from time to time. It makes her feel so...so, powerful.
And humble.
On to Wal*Mart, where her eyes alight upon a sign at the parking lot entrance...

Ooooooo, a rare epigastric treat!
Not just 'Bee.'
Not just 'Wine.'
But 'Bee AND Wine!'
Right away Ma surmises several things:
1) The type of bee offered must be very special, for it only comes in the singular form. There are no generic off-brand bees. No bees in a cardboard container, per se.
2) It would seem to be a new product, due to the wording, 'Now Selling.'
3) No distinction has been made as to whether the bee is alive, or deceased. And Ma is not terribly conversant with the properties of wine, but utilizing the best of her cognizant powers, she divines that the bee is most probably alive. The act of consuming a live bee could presumably tickle the throat, necessitating a quick and hefty dose of wine chaser.
Ma thinks a dead bee could stand alone, swallowably speaking.
Well, one learns new things every day and Ma's shopping trip has been no exception.
Attractive advertisement aside, she does not partake of the opportunity to purchase 'Bee and Wine.'
She is not certain she could stand the buzz, but most of all....
Chocolate hath charms enough.
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Behold: the Bunny has lost a tooth!

Yes, the first tooth from the last kid. 'Tis another milestone.
Of course, he prefers to be called 'Trevor', but he will always be a bunny, to me.
The tooth had been loose for a coupla weeks, and besides causing difficulties eating, it can make that whole teeth-brushing business a tad tricky.
This morning I noticed it hanging by less than a thread so I tested the waters for a grand Ma-tooth-extraction.
Trevor was reticent and I didn't force the issue. Just mentioned how nice it would be when it DID come out...all the advantages of easy eating and brushing. And I may have fixed up an empty pill bottle for his tooth collection....took off the label, replaced it with high quality duct tape and labeled it in ink, 'Trevor's teeth.'
Making a big deal is half of growing up, dontcha know.
About ten minutes later he came up beside my chair and asked me to pull it. Went rather fast--me being an expert and the tooth being so loose--and he barely felt a thing.
THEN came the fun of going to each member of the family and having them 'Oooo' and 'Ahhh' over it. More big dealedness.
Good times :-D
_____________________
Forward Ho, to Adventures With Ma:
After cleaning out the fridge--which amazingly enough takes FAR less time if performed at intervals of less than 8 months--Ma heads off shopping, her first stop being the Goodwill Store.
It is important to point out that despite finding a beautiful shirt on sale, she puts it back on the rack.
Our heroic Mas likes to engage in these little feats of mental strength from time to time. It makes her feel so...so, powerful.
And humble.
On to Wal*Mart, where her eyes alight upon a sign at the parking lot entrance...

Ooooooo, a rare epigastric treat!
Not just 'Bee.'
Not just 'Wine.'
But 'Bee AND Wine!'
Right away Ma surmises several things:
1) The type of bee offered must be very special, for it only comes in the singular form. There are no generic off-brand bees. No bees in a cardboard container, per se.
2) It would seem to be a new product, due to the wording, 'Now Selling.'
3) No distinction has been made as to whether the bee is alive, or deceased. And Ma is not terribly conversant with the properties of wine, but utilizing the best of her cognizant powers, she divines that the bee is most probably alive. The act of consuming a live bee could presumably tickle the throat, necessitating a quick and hefty dose of wine chaser.
Ma thinks a dead bee could stand alone, swallowably speaking.
Well, one learns new things every day and Ma's shopping trip has been no exception.
Attractive advertisement aside, she does not partake of the opportunity to purchase 'Bee and Wine.'
She is not certain she could stand the buzz, but most of all....
Chocolate hath charms enough.
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nice pun use at the end!
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