Because Portland is the only major American city to NOT fluoridate its water (don't even get me started on how backwards and primitive this makes us look, as if we needed any help...) I have to give Rachel fluoride drops and, later, pills, until she is 13 or so. She's actually quite good at taking the drops and even reminds me when I forget to give them to her..."DROPS!" she'll yell as I'm about to put her to bed.
For the last two weeks she has insisted on giving ME drops, too! She takes an empty bottle stopper, puts it into a kid's medicine syringe and hands it to me, and I obliginly put it into my mouth. She looks so pleased when I do. It has become our little nightly bedtime ritual. And, strangely, it leaves me feeling as if someone is taking care of me.
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Tonight Rachel was whiny and fussy and sobby on the way home. At one point, while trying to have a conversation with Drew on the phone, I turned my head and yelled, "STOP IT!" She started crying really hard, which eventually devolved to little moans and sniffles. "Mommy, don't scream at me," she whimpered. You can imagine how awful I felt. I honestly hardly ever yell at her, which is why she hates it so much when I do.
But she cheered up, and we chatted on the way home as we pulled into our neighborhood.
"I stopped crying because I happy now," she said.
"Good, Rachel!" I said. "I'm glad you're happy!"
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She really loves a plastic doll at daycare that she sometimes takes home. Drew has gotten her a large baby doll with its own stroller, but I'm thinking of getting her a smaller one that she can carry around. I watched her carry it from daycare to the car; she handles it like a football. Guess she's not quite ready yet for babysitting.
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"I like fireworks!" she said tonight as we passed several houses with Christmas lights.
"I thought you HATED fireworks!" I said.
"I want fireworks for my birthday," she answered.
"Really?" I laughed.
"I want a birthday party," she said.
"What kind of birthday party?" I asked.
"Brown and red and blue and orange," she replied.
And that ended the conversation because, really, what could I add?
Friday, December 10, 2010
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