Tuesday, May 23, 2006
Put Your Money Where Her Mouth Is
I dropped Nathan off at a friends on Monday. Sarah had a dentist appt. and I knew with every ounce of my maternal being that Timothy would sleep right through it. WRONG. He started crying the minute we got there, as it was his naptime. I whined to him, "Timothyyyyy, youuuu always fall asleeeeeep in the carrrr." I was asked if I would like to take him to the conference room? Ok. A couple helpful faces peeked in and asked if maybe the baby was hungry?! Let's see...I am the mommy, he's my 4th, I love my son, he just ate, go away. I finally just packed him up and drove around until he was asleep. Sarah did beautifully! We haven't been to the dentist in awhile cause she refused to open up. Progress. There is much work that needs to be done, people. She lost 4 teeth on the bottom and only 2 have come in her peanut mouth. Can we say orthodontia?! I was so completely frazzled by the time I got home, I could not even process what had just happened. I fell asleep. I was nasty to my husband and called it a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day. Some days are like that. Even in Hudson.
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This isn't a comment about your blog entry, but I don't know how else to contact you to express my concern. You have a great deal of personal information on your blog. You have enough information for people to find out where you live, your phone number, etc. And you use the names of your kids. There are too many sickos out there. Please at least consider removing your last name and city.
The way I always figure, if someone really wants to track me down, they'll be able to do it, regardless of what I post. Stalking didn't exactly start with the internet.
But, that's my theory. Guess not everyone is on the same page with me. What else is new?
concerned, yet anonymous...hmmm...
You know what to do in case a stranger appears at your door...invite 'em in and make 'em sit in front of the TV and watch EVERY CHILD'S video non-stop. Barney, Veggie-Tales, Bibleman, all of 'em. And make sure that all four kids are there, too...hungry, tired, crabby. That'll teach 'em.
Dear anonymous,
I appreciate your concern. Who are you?
I refuse to live in fear of "sickos"!! (There are enough in my family tree)
Sarah showed me her dental array tonight at the ball game. Pretty impressive. I asked her if she had been eating rocks, to have all that fun at the dentist! Should have seen her face.
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