Truths About the Cold

It's been COLD here for about two months.

By cold, I mean usually -30.  For eight weeks.

-25 with no wind is, regrettably, considered an awesome day for being outside.

-45 is just mean, and keeps happening with the windchill.  Over and over again.

It think we can all agree that temperatures beginning with "minus forty" should have "freakin'" crammed in the middle:  example:  minus forty-freakin'-five.

Here are a few truths I've discovered about the arctic cold temperatures:

Miss G's Tooth!

Miss G lost her first tooth!!

Last week, she discovered a loose tooth.

It was only barely wiggly, but definitely wiggly, and we rejoiced!  This is a BIG deal to a six-year-old!

Last night, on her way to bed, Miss G was wiggling her tooth, and after she had been in bed for a while she popped out to show me just how wiggly her tooth was...  She had made a major jump in wiggliness!

This morning, Daddy told her that, if she wanted, he could use pliers to take out the tooth.

"Daddy, do you mean tools?"

Yup.

She thought about it, smiled, and decided on "maybe," but she wanted to try on her own.  No rush, after all.  Daddy is so funny!

There is no school on the days after Halloween here. 

The school district strategically plans professional development days after Halloween, and the parents seem to love it. 

This year, it is two back-to-back days, so it's a long weekend for families. 

This morning our girls went to Jaime's house for the day, our lovely neighbour in the court with the girls' good friends.

When I arrived to pick up the girls, Miss G had a brand new smile!