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Nico awoke with a yell yesterday morning, and then I heard him crying. Figuring he fell out of bed or something, I went to check on him. He was sitting up in bed, still crying a little, and then he said defensively, "I didn't eat them all!"

Poor kid, he doesn't even get a fair shake in his dreams.

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Thurman lost a tooth on Monday (finally), and we did the proper procedures for the Tooth Fairy. When he woke up the next morning, he looked for the cash and found $2.00. At this he seemed rather disappointed, and kept looking for more. Apparently, his friend Aram at school gets $5.00 a tooth. Yikes. I felt bad, and ended up giving him three more dollars, saying I'd check up with the Tooth Fairy by email and look into the situation.

However, I want to see how each of the presidential candidates propose to address this kind of rampant inflation.

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We've been using a new parenting technique (well, new to me), giving our children choices more often to help them feel more in control. (Which, from the perspective of a control-freak parent like me, is sometimes difficult.) It seems to be working well, at times anyway. Sometimes, they still don't like the choices, but that's to be expected.

However, I didn't really expect it to start backfiring. Monday morning, Nico confidently walks up to me before we left for school and asked, "Daddy, can I take 2 cars to school, or 3 cars?" Usually I let him choose between 1 and 2. Maybe I'm the one who's being given the illusion of control.

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With Carma in Spain this week, it has been a bit more challenging with schedules and stuff. I planned a day to work from home today so I could pick up Thurman for his baseball practice at 3:30. However, due to the extreme heat on Tuesday, Thurman's aftercare was closed, so I ended up at home then as well. On top of that, Nico had a slight fever yesterday afternoon, so I was worried I'd have to keep him home today. He was very cranky and inconsolable last night, wouldn't eat, and didn't even want watch TV (which is the true symptom that they don't feel well). He fell asleep while I was holding him around 7:00 last night. So I put him to bed, not know what would happen.

Well, a little over 11 hours later, he trotted into my bedroom and  told me he wanted to watch something. Whew!  Crisis averted.