But this is...
That's Luna, who fell asleep this morning ringing her outside bell!
Let's hear it...
Cuteness number 2:a bit of writing. Not mine, but my eight-year-old girlie's.
When we went to go pick up our sweet Luna, we traveled to Eastern Washington. We left early and spent the night in Cheney in a hotel with a pool so that the kids could swim. That night at dinner, out of the blue, my eight-year-old girlie shouted out, "My tooth came out." She lost it right there, not eating, just sitting. Now this is not a kid who's had an easy time with losing teeth. She was the only second grader in her class (last year) who hadn't lost a tooth. Her first four had to be pulled all at once by the dentist. Her little sister has lost more teeth than she has.
That night, before bed, she wrote a note to the Tooth Fairy on the hotel stationary. This is what it said:
Dear Tooth Fairy,
I am sorry I am not at home.
We are getting a puppy.
So be prepared for puppy teeth.
I loved that!