It Finally Fell Out

 Rocky's stubborn little tooth finally decided to fall out.  She was on the school bus heading home from a field trip to the pumpkin patch.   The bus  driver gave her a   tissue  to hold it  in until  she  got back to the school.  She was terrified that she would drop it but it made it back to the school safely.  In Mexico they don't have a tooth fairy  but instead  a  little mouse comes  and  takes your  tooth so her  teacher gave her a tiny mouse box to  hold it in.  The Ratoncito Perez held onto it safely until it could be stored safely under her pillow.  She woke up insanely early to find a dollar bill in  its  place.  This whole thing was kind of a big deal.  She was excited about the money and the rest of us were excited that we didn't have to deal with that snaggle tooth anymore.  We haven't had much relief because now the other side is loose. 

Rosy insisted that she also have a photo taken.   She isn't wearing a shirt because it was  spaghetti night, and by now  I am sure that you all know the rules at the Rigby house.  Clearly this was  before  any eating took place, otherwise her  entire face and chest would  be tomato-sauced.

 Story time  with dad is a nightly ritual.   Usually Rosy gets kicked out  before  the reading begins because she mostly just causes trouble.   This time she stayed but  as you can see,  still had to make a statement.  It looks like it might be an accident, don't believe it.

And a word of apology to my loyal reader.   I know I haven't been consistent in my documentation  of the daily life in Rigbyland.   Part  of  me  wants to blame the cold weather and the slog of our daily lives.  Part of me wants to say that  since Rocky and  Daisy spend  so much time  at  school  I have  less  to say.   The real truth is that we never  really had anything going on before and  I could still write about it.  The problem  now is that I have completely ruined my laptop.   Brandon has one that he borrows  from the school  but he has it with him  all day and has homework many nights so now most of  my business is done from  my iPod and it takes about a million years  to write  anything on the  touch screen.  I have messed up the computer  before but  this time  I really blew it.  I was trying to get the video of that marshmallow experiment to use for my lesson  on Sunday.  Instead I ended up with so much malware that I can't even  turn it on.  I have done things like this before and Brandon can always manage to save it but this may have been the final swing of the axe.  Rocky has been devastated because the Pandora on the  iPod isn't loud enough for a good dance party.  I have learned my lesson that I shouldn't be allowed within 10 feet of technology.