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Monday I took my children to the dentist. Why? Well, because Franklin’s camps are over and I wanted to show him what a good time with Mom means!
Come look at Mom’s gingivitis!
Guess what you’ll look like in a dentist chair if you only floss for the two weeks prior to your appointment. Yes! That crappy!
But wait! Don’t run!
Dentists are fun! Don’t be scared!
I swear, I didn’t think the cleaning was really going to happen. Nevertheless, I showed up bright and early. I was totally game. The receptionist told me that she lurved babies and that my son was oh so cute the last time he was in and really it was allgoingtobeokaysoseeyouonMondaybye!!!
So, of course, I wanted to test her.
I figure that when people tell me to bring my kids to the dentist, cocktail party, café, poetry reading, jam session, sex toy/Tupperware evening I try to take them up on it as often as possible because if I can’t have fun, I might as well act as a strong form of birth control.
So there I was, laying back in the chair while answering Star Wars questions and breastfeeding as a very talkative dental hygienist tried to scrap my teeth.
To be fair, the receptionist read Franklin Scooby-Do at the top of her lungs for about half of the visit and Eliza either sat on my stomach or did the vertical breastfeeding manoeuvre. Both kids were adequately entertained – read: they were silent. All in all, it was a good visit. I think the young lady was exhausted by the time we left but she’s a lot more knowledgeable not only about Star Wars Lego but also about our friends in Japan, how to swim in a lifejacket, and what happens when you place your bird feeder too close to your patio windows.
For our next trip, I promised to take Franklin to a more exciting place. So far, my record of outings has included opening a bank account and watching his mother get her teeth cleaned so I’m totally going to make up for it tomorrow. We’re going to Blood and Guts at Beaver Lake Regional Park.
They’ve got pointy teeth and sharp claws, and they don’t eat tofu! The predators of the forest are fascinating and beautiful. Drop by to learn more about animals that make their living by eating meat. Cougars and owls and bears – oh my
Yeah, there are about three things in that little snippet that make me cringe. It’s a horrible write up. Do people get paid to write that? Seriously?
Also, before I bugger off to sleep I just want to mention one last thing.
Sleeps through the night.
(I probably just jinxed it but, whatever.)