Teeth, Skunk Spray, and a Blonde Moment...

Just so you know I always have the best intentions of blogging regularly, but at the rate things happen in my home I rarely have the time, so there is a lot to catch up on. First, I just found out that Thing #1 has to have braces and Thing #2 is close behind and Thing #3 is happy in the fact that he has a somewhat perfect smile despite the fact that Thing #2 (aka the dentist)knocked out both of his front teeth. Interesting factoid, when a tooth is karate kicked out of someones mouth a distinctive click sound can be heard from miles around. That sounds is usually followed by a pool of blood, a bewildered person, and a shocked kicker. Luckily they were just baby teeth and the new ones should come in anytime in the next three to four weeks. Secondly, I am convinced that Great Danes have the same spraying power as a skunk. The whole week my house was similar to how I imagine gas chamber training at a military boot camp. Whenever Daneosaur eats, there is a low whisper that follows later on, and that kick starts the rapid evacuation from the living room. Thirdly, I have to share a humbling story. It's funny, but humbling. Right now on any given day I have a ton of stuff going on as do many people. I am also finishing up some school online in my free time. I attend a christian college online. Most of my classes have all required some Bible reading and reflection. In my new class, Crisis Intervention, we had to give a reflection from our James reading. Being so conditioned that we reflect on our Bible reading, I assumed the professor meant reading James from the Bible. All that to say, I read the Book of James, I reflected, and I got an email from my professor. She said that the really enjoyed my take on James and was glad that I had gotten so much from reading it, but she was more interested in what my opinion was of our reading from our textbook that was also written by a dude named James. At that point with everything that normally goes on here at the zoo, I could only laugh at what had to be the most EPIC blonde moment of my entire life. Even worse than the time I nearly knocked myself out trying to spit out of a car window or the time my pants ripped while on my way to take my kids to school. The whole way there my son kept announcing that because I had my jacket tied around my waist no one could see the giant whole in my pants. Awesomeness... No, this particular situation isn't new to me nor do I think I am likely to improve anytime soon. On the plus side, even though I was severely off base in left field, I got half credit!