Friday, September 28, 2007

The Doctor is IN... (again)

For the last few weeks, Soccergirl has been nursing a loose tooth. It was the first tooth behind her lower incisor (I think that's what you call it), and it was pretty wobbly, bu the darn thing just didn't want to come out. After consulting with Doctor Mommy, it was time to talk to Senior parental dental unit, Doctor Daddy. Doctor Daddy took a look at the tooth, and attempted to make a manual extraction with his large, sousage-like fingers... to no avail. Unfortunately, I couldn't get the proper angle to get my fingers around the tooth.

Something needed to be done about this. Soccergirl couldn't do it. Doctor Mommy WOULDN'T do it (are you kidding me?), so it was down to Doctor Daddy, and his penchant for improvisation. "This", I thought to myself " a no-brainer", after which I got out my trusty Leatherman tool, set up the needle-nose pliers, and plucked out the offending tooth as pretty as you please!

Done and done!

Before I left the house this morning, I assisted the tooth fairy by placing a shiny new dollar coin in Soccergirl's "tooth box"

Big Fun!

Monday, September 10, 2007

The Return of Coach Gunfighter

Soccergirl has begun the new fall soccer season, here in Virginia.

Like so many thousands of kids in America's suburbs, she will be practicing once a week formally with the team, and once a week, working on skills and fitness with yours truly... with the end result, being game day on Saturdays.

This past Saturday was the first game of the season. We didn't win, but the girls put on a great performance. They were excited. They worked hard. They gave everything they had. They held their own, with the other team beating us by a single goal, which came within 2 minutes of the end of the game.

I was proud of the little darlings... of course, proudest of my own little darling. I know she works hard for her teammates, but I am certain that some of the effort... OK, most of it is working to make her daddy proud.

I am.