Mom sewed the dresses the girls are wearing.
November 7
Abe & Debbie have been here since last Tuesday and we've had a good time with them.
On Friday, Kirsten and Mark were outside talking and waiting for Abe to take them to the schoolgrounds to play, when Kirsten fell and cut her lower lip on some bricks. We rushed her to the Doctor and he gave her 6 stitches.
It is quite badly swollen and she's got a few ugly blisters in her mouth too. But she's been excellent - never complains even when she can't open her mouth very wide to eat or talk. I have to take her to the dentist yet and see what damage has been done in her mouth.
Rachel just got over the croup. She was sick the whole time Abe & Debbie were here, but yesterday afternoon she was her old self again - giggly and silly. She gave herself a haircut about a month ago and it still looks so scraggly. Maybe a hairdresser could improve it somewhat. I should see.
Rachel loves to ask questions - such as "Are you a lady, Mommy?" "Is Daddy your husband?" She just loves to argue and often does it just for the sake of arguing.
November 12
Kirsten has been to the dentist now. Her mouth healed beautifully - if there's a scar it won't be very big. The dentist thought Kirsten's teeth would straighten themselves out and it looks like they are. But no more thumb-sucking. I told her on the way home and she was sad. She asked why and I explained about crooked teeth and braces. She thought for a minute and then said, "Ok, Mommy, I won't even suck my thumb at night." And she doesn't. She is so good!
November 17
Angela was here overnight. She and Rachel are both up and Rachel is singing to her, "My God is so Big." They learned a cute little rhyme in Children's Church which both Rachel and Kirsten love to say:
"I'm all made of hinges
And everything bends
From the top of my head
Right down to the end
I'm hinges in front
I'm hinges in back
And if I wasn't made of hinges
I would surely crack."
November 23
Kirsten seems to have lost her appetite for TV. She spends her time drawing and printing her letters. She never asks to have the TV on but I think it is because Einar has put it up high, so she just doesn't see it or think of it.
Rachel & I both have croup, I think. I can't talk very well today. If I don't feel better this afternoon, I won't go to work tomorrow.
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