Oh My Quotable Friday: Mother

My beautiful mother during her collage years.  Wasn't she pretty?  I love you mom.  Thanks for loving me.

*more about oh my quotable friday here

News From the Dental Front.

So, Brynlee and I did a celebratory dance at the dentist office today.  No cavities!!  We jumped up and down, spun in circles and high fived all the dental staff.  It was a big day for everyone involved.  And we celebrated with a trip to the park without time limits, a prize from the toy department and dinner served on the ‘You Are Special’ plate.  She is now officially a member of Dr. Mike’s No Cavity Club and her cute little picture proudly hangs on his dental office wall to prove it.

If I were to write a top ten list titled The Most Painful Experiences as Brynlee’s Mother labor and delivery would come in second and dental visits would top the list.  And rightfully so, she’s not what I would label a superstar dental patient.  But in all fairness she had an awful initiation into the dental world. 

Long story, short:  we picked a nasty pediatric dentist; we’ll call him Dr. Horrible.  {If you live in my town and want to know where NOT TO SEND your children for their dental needs, let me know.  I’d love to share.}  Dr. Horrible was, well . . . horrible.  He wasn’t good with children.  He was threatening and had no patience.  Plus, parents weren’t allowed to go back with their kids and he restrained Brynlee without getting my permission.  Add that to the fact that Brynlee was not a superstar dental patient and a dental nightmare was born.   

Luckily we found Dr. Mike, an angel of a dentist {who also has the patience of a saint and a killer sense of humor} to replace Dr. Horrible.  And the last six month he has worked on regaining Brynlee’s dental trust while REDOING the work that Dr. Horrible had done.  {Which makes my blood boil.  Do you want to know what sucks for a girl who has a fear of dentists?  Getting three cavities filled.  Wanna know what’s even worse?  Having to get them done twice because the dang dentist did a horrible job!} 

Anyway, today she had no cavities and it feels so good. 

And also, Jace had his first dentist visit.  He rocked!  Well, if you consider riding in the dental chair, spraying your mom with water and picking a prize and a new toothbrush rocking, then he rocked.

It’s so bad my eyes are watery.

I woke up at 5:00 this morning, which is so not typical of me.  I had a bad dream and I couldn’t go back to sleep. 

Well?  That’s only a half truth. 

We celebrated Cinco de Mayo early by dining at a favorite Mexican Restaurant last night.  I mainly ate chips and salsa.  Like drank salsa, obviously.  It’s true that I was woken by a bad dream, but it also had something to do with the overbearing aroma of my day after salsa morning breath.  It’s like death by halitosis.  Only worse.  I brushed before I went to bed.  Then again at 3:00 am when I was jarred awake by the stench of my own breath.  Then I brushed one more time at 5:00 am.  Still no real sign of improvement.  It smells like I just indulged in an onion - apple style.  Honestly, if I were a cartoon character I would have a green cloud escaping my mouth.

At this rate me and my breath will still be celebrating Cinco de Mayo on cinco de mayo.  Lovely. 

And also for your Wednesday, the kids and I frozen in time.  A photo Spencer has titled Inception.

I So Enjoy The Easy Listing Format

·    I got a new bike for my birthday.  During Spence’s shift for Sunday nap the kids asked me to take them to the park.  Thinking it a good reason to unearth my rusted biking skillz I loaded them in the bike trailer and peddled to the nearest park.  And then I died.

·    Note to self: Please try to get into shape.  Like, soon!

·    A little boy was teasing Bryn at school.  “Brynlee likes to fart, Brynlee likes to fart.”  {Preschool boys are obviously no more or less mature than any other age group of boys.}  Brynlee’s response?  “No! I don’t!!  But my dad does.”  *ba-dum-bum* 

·     My friend Miranda made me a carrot cake for my birthday.  My mom named it ’The Best Carrot Cake She’s Ever Eaten’.  Seriously, the cake was delish.  But the frosting.  Oh. My. Heck.  The frosting.  ‘Best Frosting I’ve Ever Eaten’. 

·    Someday I’m going to learn to bake like Miranda.  Scratch that.  Me learning to bake like Miranda is just about as likely as me being the next president.  Instead, I’m going to do my best to stay friends with her so I can indulge in delicious baked goodness without having to actually do the baking.  Or wash the dishes afterwards.

·    Jace got a haircut today.  No Tears!  Jace went to nursery today.  No Tears.  Miracles do exist after all.  Halleluiah.  I sure love that kid.

·    On April 26^th it looked like this:

On April 27^th it looked like this:

Just thought you would like to know.
 

·    We spent the weekend at. . .

·    Hold up!  I have to tell you something first.  Remember how last summer Jami & Zeb moved to that town in the middle of nowhere where my parents live?  Well now my little brother and his wife are moving to that same town.  It makes visiting family convenient.  Three birds, one stone kind of thing.

·    Anyway, we spent the weekend at that-town-in-the-middle-of-nowhere-where-half-my-family-resides.  They were having a little carnival and we invited ourselves, because that’s how we do playdates in my family.  If there is one thing you should know about that-town-in-the-middle-of-nowhere-where-half-my-family-resides it’s that they know how to throw a party.  Nothing beats a small town carnival.  Well except a small town 4^th of July celebration.

What we do for entertainment in that town-in-the-middle-of-nowhere

·    May is national bike to work month.  And since taking the kids to the park is part of my job I’m so going to bike to the park again.  Just as soon as my legs no longer feel like jell-o OR until the park moves closer to my house – whichever happens first.

Happy May you guys.

Family photo on a stock pan lid.