We stopped at a greezy diner last night for breakfast at dinner and I drove. After dinner while putting the kids in their car seats, Alexander informed Mark of the following:
(Alexander) "You should drive Daddy. Mommy isn't a very good driver."
(Mark) "Mommy is an excellent driver."
(Alexander) Mommy is good at the computer."
There is something wrong with that on so many levels.
Also, yesterday Alexander's top right front tooth began to turn grey from the inside (as in not a stain on the outside). The grey is the top half of the tooth. He has not had any mouth injuries that we know of, including at preschool. It's even darker grey this morning and we're going to the dentist today.
Mark and his little brother had a 'black tooth' as kids, but both were from injuries where the tooth got chipped. Mark's ended up getting an abscess and pulled leaving him without a front tooth for years. Since I too had a front tooth accident (losing both in a tree swing accident a year earlier than they would have fallen out), and remember it well, I'm freaking out a little bit. I know it's just a tooth, but he's only 3. Man!