Sweet Tooth


Last week I stole Punk #3 from school and whisked her away for a surprise lunch, celebrating her 7th birthday. She was so excited as we were driving into town to meet Dadzoo at IHOP for her favorite pancakes. When Punk #3 gets excited she chatters away without hardly taking a breath. I try not to zone her out but it is a little hard and she doesn’t really notice as long as I insert the appropriate “um-huh” in the correct places. As she was just a chit-chatting on the drive something she said caught my attention.

“Mom, my tooth is wiggly, someday I am going to lose my sweet tooth, then I won’t like candy or cookies or cake or anything, that will be the day I start to like vegetables, I wonder when that will happen?” (imagine big breathless run-on sentence.)

“lose your sweet tooth? which tooth is that?”

“I don’t know, but I will find out when I start to like vegetables, Mom when did you lose yours?”

Trying so hard not to bust out laughing I said “I don’t think I ever did!”

10 thoughts on “Sweet Tooth

  1. lol. Wouldn’t that be nice. I love how kids think. And I can relate to the “excitement” chatter. When my 8 yo gets excited he gets chatty. But he keeps repeating himself. “When are we going to paint the pinewood derby cars. We need to paint the pinewood derby cars. Do you have the paint for the pinewood derby cars” (only about 100 times).

  2. How sweet!

    You tell her women never loose their love for chocolate! lol!

    Hugs!

  3. Too funny! What a cute girl!

    Oh, and I tried your Pesto Pasta salad! Yummy! My whole family liked it!

  4. If you find out which one it is, let me know. I’ll go have mine extracted.