Last Monday I was sitting in a training class for my new part-time job at a local drug store, when I was struck with a throbbing pain in one of my molars. I knew right away exactly which tooth it was and that I was in for a dentist visit. I did my best to try and ignore it, hoping against hope the pain would subside. You know that didn't happen, right?
The next morning I woke in pain and decided to try the heating pad. The heating pad didn't do much of anything. By the end of the day, I looked like I was carrying around a hump back whale on my face. I made a dentist appointment for Thursday, however when I woke up Wednesday morning I knew there was no way possible to make it till Thursday. Off to the dentist I went and I am not going to bore you with the gory details - just know the trip ended up giving me minimal relief.
I quickly realized my soft toothbrush was not quite soft enough so I went and purchased an extra soft. It made all the difference! I think you are up to date on this situation.
Tonight's conversation with my soon to be five year old;
Sarah: MOM! I cleaned Lilly's (our dog) teeth!
Me: Oh yeah? With what?
Sarah: Water. Her teeth were very dirty!
Me: Just water?
Sarah: Yes and a toothbrush.
Me: Who's toothbrush Sarah?
Sarah: Oh the one you and daddy don't use.
Me: Hmmmm.....may be you should go get the toothbrush you used.
*Sarah leaves to get the toothbrush*
At this point I am thinking to myself, "I do have a toothbrush in my shower that I use to clean the tracks of the shower door. I am sure that's the one she used......yeah, that's the one"
*Sarah comes back with toothbrush*
Need I say more?
Sincerely,
The Queen of Insanity
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