Teeth teeth teeth

With three kids, I feel as if I am perpetually having to focus on teeth, and not just the daily "Remember to brush" and "Did you brush?" and "Did you really brush?" and "You didn't brush, what do you think I was born yesterday? Get in there...!"

It's the orthodontist to adjust braces on one yesterday, the dentist to get two teeth pulled for my middle one today (guess what? More braces in the future...and more braces! And look...!) - plus checkups for all three coming up yet again, and somewhere in there my own to tend as well.

I feel as if I am getting to know my dentist very well. Don't they ever change the posters on the ceiling? :-D

Ah well... It's part of life and maintenance for these disposable bodies we drag around with us for several decades. And on the good side, a chance to visit all the way over and back with my middle boy, who doesn't get enough Mom-time away from his little sister. Off I go again. I'll bring back little samples of dental floss and stickers for all of you!