Noah finally lost his first tooth today less than two weeks before his 7th birthday!! Acutally, Julie had to pull it, because his bottom 2 teeth are trying to come in, but the originals didn't want to come out. In Noah's usual dramatic way, Julie had a hard time pulling it as she had to wade through all of the tears. (You would think that she was putting his leg back in place!) After all of the drama this evening, Julie figured she would give him a couple of days before she pulled the other one. Julie is our resident tooth puller for two reasons - I don't have the stomach for it, and she has no mercy - seriously! All of this drama followed another dramatic episode with Noah at his Nanny and Papa's new pool. While I was finishing some of the improvements to their pool deck area, Julie, a.k.a. "No Mercy Mama", was guiding Noah through the trecherous waters of the pool in his new life jacket. That's right, Noah hasn't learned to swim yet, so we have resorted to floating him like a fish bobber in a life jacket, so he can used to his surroundings. I think Memorial Day takes on new meaning at the Paisley house after today, because it is one we won't forget!
