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Update: 8th tooth lost last night. Reagan has been bugging me for the past two days to try to pull out her tooth. I don't mind so much, but it drives her nuts.

So last night at bedtime, she finally got it out. She looks like a jackolantern again, a cute one, but still a funny looking pumpkin all the same...

Here is something, call it a parenting tip if you like. It starts with me, like all good tips do. To fall asleep at night when my mind is busy, i think of something soothing (my own private Idaho if you will) and a soothing soundtrack. I think I got that idea from my Mom when she went diving, she would think of the theme to the Chariots of Fire and all would be ok. So it gets me to sleep without fail.

So when Reagan can't sleep because she is excited or a wriggly tooth just won't come out. I do the same with her. I have her close her eyes and think of a happy spot. She choose the merry-go-round at night at Disney. So, I use my soothing voice and we go through waiting in line, picking the horses we'll ride on and then the ride starts. We wave to Mom and Ian, then note what color lights are on Cinderallas Castle, then we see Ian and Mom again and comment on what Ian is eating now, then the castle, then Ian is eating something new... and round and round we go. Works just about every time.

What is my happy spot? It's the point of entry where the bow of the boat cuts through the water, something I've watched for hours and always makes me smile. I feel bad saying that it is not my kids sleeping faces or my wifes...but they all snore...ok, no they don't; that is me...

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