Captain Silvertooth and his Clamorous Crew

Tristan had to get a crown on one of his baby teeth. Since it will eventually fall out; it is the less expensive metal variety. It reminded us of Hippopotamus George's gold tooth from George and Martha. It replaced his favorite right front tooth that fell out in a rollerskating incident on his way to visit Hippopotamus Martha. Tristan is quite proud of it, however does not like being called "Captain Silvertooth" or "Ole Silvertooth" we found.

Dorian is very adept at climbing. He had taken to climbing up on Tristan's desk for awhile. Then he started climbing higher! He'll sit on the pen-holders and put his feet on the desk top. Then he'll whine because he can't sit up straight. Or he'll stand on the desk and grab the underside of Tristan's loft bed. He's really trying to figure out how to climb up into Tristan's bed. He tries climbing the ladder, but doesn't get very far before he's stuck with his head or leg through it in some weird way he can't undo.

Dorian loves to eat. Tristan does not. Tristan takes hours to finish a meal. Dorian chows down and gets it over with. Yesterday, we all sat down to eat a KFC lunch. After about 20 minutes, Eric, Dorian and I were all done and we cleared our table except for Tristan's plate. Then we turned on a Thomas the Tank Engine show and I went to take a nap and Eric went somewhere else in the house. Then I hear Eric exclaim, "Where did you get that?!" So I ran into the living room to see Dorian sitting on the floor in front of the TV with a drumstick in his hand, going to town on it. Tristan was sitting on the couch watching the show, oblivious that his brother had swiped his food off of his lonely plate. Eric said, "Look at him, he's like some sort of viking!"

Boys with Hats

Hats are good for rainy service days.

Tristan and Tyler

Tristan's cousin, Tyler, visited us for a few hours on his way from L.A. to Canada. We spent a few hours together. Tristan is especially fond of Tyler. And Tyler likes Tristan's coloring ability.

About 6 months ago, Tristan told me that he thought his uncle Thomas should have kids. We had a long discussion about how Thomas had to have a wife first because it would be sad if Thomas had kids and they had no mom. At the end of the conversation I asked him if he knew what Thomas' kids would be to him. He said no. I told him they'd be his cousins. He said, "Noooooo, cousins are grown-ups!"

Spin, Spin, Spin

Tristan and Dorian love to spin.