Said Callie, crestfallen, as she marched off to the timeout daddy demanded of her.

It is very, very hard to believe. Cora has lost her second — Second. SECOND! — tooth.

How old must her father be? The father of the one who has lost her SECOND tooth? He cradled her in his arms, she a mere infant at the time. A mere infant who has not merely begun to lose her teeth, but has now lost her second — Second. SECOND! — tooth.

I think for the moment, I’ll use the rough heading ‘Go to Work Mom’.  Nice interplay between ‘Stay Home Dad’ and ‘Go to Work Mom’.  But Stay Home dads get the nice acronym, SHD where I’d be left with GtWM.  I sense a real danger of someone dropping the ‘t’, thus putting me in danger of confusing folks about my dating availability, as well as a few other things.   Maybe At Work Mom?  That’d make me an AWM, which a web search puts me as an Angry White Male.  Still a bit confusing, though at least not advertising any sort of dating availability.

Ideas?

Callie understands that her helium balloon has begun to sink towards the floor rather than rise to the ceiling because the Earth grabs it!

We’ve been placing doodles into Cora’s lunchbag each day. I’ve posted some of them to Flickr.com. You can take a look by clicking on the image.

You’re beat is very slow.

Callie, said like some kind of prophetic Jedi jazz master, to daddy, as she lay with her head on his chest listening to his heart.

I liked you better with your bouquet.

Callie, talking to her recently clean-shaven father, comes up with the wrong word for goatee but makes for wonderful imagery anyway.

We didn’t leave anyone out of the loop on purpose but there are lots of our friends who will be getting this news for the first time here. Figuring out how to pass along what we’ve been dealing with has been one of the tricky parts. It made us feel very needy to raise the subject again and again and again with every friend we met even if he or she was hearing it for the first time. And when considering when or what to tell someone, we know there’s going to be more accurate info to pass along if we just wait to say something until after the next doctor’s appointment or procedure, so there’s always the feeling that we should keep it under wraps for just a bit longer. If you weren’t in the know until now, thank you for being a friend about this.

At the party Cora refused to sing Happy Birthday to Phil with the rest of us. Later, walking home, she explained that Mr. Phil looked nothing like his card. She suspects it’s not even the same guy.

I want to play Star Horse!

Callie, requesting to play Star Wars on the XBox. (It’s Lego Star Wars; how long could we expect them to resist it?)