He asked about going to the dentist. I haven't taken them yet, and it is certainly time. But, as you can imagine, we're busy. So we'll get to it soon. But Moshe kept asking, especially after the tooth fell out. I kept telling him that going to the dentist has nothing to do with the tooth coming out, but he kept asking. We finally found out why.... He thought he had to go to the dentist so that he could get a new tooth! Too funny.
Well, that was 2 weeks ago, and he just lost his second tooth yesterday. This one we saved. I don't have a closeup of his new smile, but it's cute (of course) .
At the supermarket we saw something we couldn't pass up. I think we were the first to utter the sentence at dinner: "which would you like more of, the purple or the orange cauliflower?" A little too weird for me. I still don't know if it was genetically modified, or what.
Our boys are all growing nicely. Yoni pulls himself up to stand, and can eat a banana (or 2) all by himself.
Shabbat Shalom!
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