Margot has a mouth full of loose teeth. These teeth are hanging by mere threads, and yet she refuses to pull them (or have them pulled).
Yesterday I packed her some leftover pizza for school lunch. It was from our favorite pizza place, and so I knew that qualified as a good lunch. After I picked her up from school, I asked her about her day. That included checking in on the lunch.
"How was lunch today?" I asked.
"Stressful," she answered.
Well, that was not the answer I expected!
"Stressful?" I asked. "Why?"
"Because it's hard to eat pizza when there's only one or two teeth you can use," she answered.
I laughed and laughed (on the inside). I wish that was my biggest source of stress!