1) the hygienist said "you haven't even had the pain yet! The pain is in the bill!" Awesome. Thanks for your input.
2) I would rather have pushed a baby out again than to have that done. Mostly because I didn't have a full understanding of what a crown is. According to my dentist they were going to "put a band around the tooth so the crack wouldn't bother me" And I was all "That doesn't sound too bad!" HAH!
3) Somehow the dental assistant bruised my throat. No joke! I have a bruise on the side of my throat by my back-est molar and it hurts to swallow. Ham-fisted clown.
4) The muscles in my back are SO SORE. Like I worked out too hard yesterday. Except that I didn't.
Ok, now I think I'm done talking about it. *deep breath* Let's talk about something nice (for a change). How about Lucy??
Lucy's teeth are just under her gums. I can see the tiny little white lines, but they're not through yet, so we're not quite out of the woods regarding that issue. To be perfectly honest, the first time I saw them I felt the Mommy Pride. Like no kid has ever gotten teeth before. But it's another step of She'sGettingSoBig.
She's not crawling yet. She not-so-politely refuses even though she doesn't mind being on her tummy and working on the Strategic Roll.
Modeling a hat I made:
She plays this new "game" where she'll be chewing on one of her toys and then she'll offer it to me for a "bite." She thinks it's hilarious. It still amazes me that she's a little person with a personality. She's awesome.
Laundry day, hanging out in the hamper
Daddy lets me play in the dirty clothes...