I'm laughing

because otherwise, I would be crying!

Today, we found out that my oldest, despite my toothbrushing fanaticism has a cavity.

My husband also announced that he has a strong aversion to our Christmas tree's scent. The tree that we so lovingly chose and watched as he chopped it down. The tree that even as a kid I always wanted. Unfortunately, he recently suffered from the 24 hour flu and claims that the evergreen scent exasperated it more. Even the sight of the tree disturbs him!

My face is also on fire. After my hairdresser chopped away my lustrous locks, my ears started itching. And then my cheeks, and my neck. Now, my cheeks are inflamed and bright red. Could it be that I'm allergic to my new hair cut? Or that her scissors were not sanitized?

But I am still laughing. The baby and I are the only family members who didn't catch the stomach flu and my friend comforted me to say that when her child was Koko's age, he had six cavities. So, I guess I should be thankful that it's only one. I am praying for some inspiration so that my husband can have some positive association with the tree's scent...other than puking. And I believe that my face won't look like a clown forever. Ah, God is faithful. In both pleasant and not-so-pleasant times.