Are you for real?

A few weeks ago following the purchase of my wig, I started wearing it to work. It produced a decent amount of surprise, delight, double takes, compliments, etc.
But after a while people pretty much got used to my new look. Until today, when I had a bizarre encounter with a unit clerk who was standing in front of me in line for omelets.

After customary morning greetings this middle aged lady stretched her hand and tugged at my hair. Now, mind you, I didn't keep it a secret from anyone that the 'miracle gro' that I used was actually called USD aka my newly grown glamour was a wig ( bought with my hard earned $:))
Hence the tugging came as a big of a shock for me- considering the setting, the act itself, and the delayed response of the clerk at my beautiful new do.

I tried to tell her quietly and politely that she should cut out the tugging. That my hair is a wig.
Yet, as if this she saw me and my hair for the first time, she tugged on it 2 more times, saying quite loudly that she doesn't believe it, " it looks so real!", etc.

At this point, realizing that this was neither the time nor the place to be polite, I told her to get away from me, and tried to make some sort of excuse for her behavior to the people around me.

I felt a bit scandalized for about an hour but then I put the things into perspective and thanked Gd that my wig withstood the test of coworkers.

Congratulations, it's a tooth! (# 4)

Ever since I boasted about my 5 hour sleep I got no more than a fraction of uninterrupted rest. So I thought I must've given my sleep an evil eye.

Then yesterday, in a futile attempt to get a few more minutes of sleep after the kids woke up we stood the baby up in his crib. That often keeps him entertained for a couple of minutes. However, this time instead of standing or bouncing for a bit, he fell pretty much as soon as he stood up. That followed by louder than usual blood curdling cry and upon inspection he had a bleeding gum and/or lip.

That pretty much took care of those 'few more minutes of sleep' however the baby stopped crying pretty much as soon as he was back in my arms.

Today we were playing some giggling game and to my delight I realized that the bruised gum of yesterday was a crowning tooth today! How cool is that that yet again I was the first one to find SiM's new tooth! This may also explain his exceptional crankiness for the past few nights (I even gave him motrin before he went to sleep last night with unsatisfactory results).

This new top middle right tooth makes me hope that maybe tonight would be a restful night for all of us:) Amen.

PS Tooth number 3 was discovered last Saturday (8 days ago). It's in an unusual top left -off the middle location however still exciting and very welcome.

On a side note, since big sister likes to feed the baby I often tell her not to give him anything too big or too hard and as an explanation I tell her that baby only has 2 teeth and he doesn't know how to chew too well. Eh frequently quotes me and the 2 tooth situations. Now, that SiM has 4 teeth I have to think of some other good reason for not giving him nuts:)

And then, it happened!

My baby woke up only twice last night and the first time hubby took care of him. So, to make a long story very short- I got about 5 hours of uninterrupted sleep last night! Life is beautiful!