He Was a Trooper

Got back from the dentist a little while ago. Julia had a regular cleaning. Dennis was a trooper. The wonderful and amazing pediatric dentist was very gentle, used very little nitrous oxide so as to not scare him, and managed to attack two cavities without numbing him. He did cry a little, but overall-- he did great.


Dennis needed a pulpectomy for his upper front tooth we were told last visit, but it has since died and turned black when he hit it on the play place. That tooth will be pulled next week. The dentist plans to use more nitrous now that Dennis knows what to expect with the mask.


Thanks for your prayers.


Now if you don't mind, I am going to go lay down with my boys and take a cat nap. I feel guilty though.... I really should be grocery shopping.


Out of sliced bread--- check.


Down to the last gallon of milk--- check.


Completely out of butter--- check.


Only one lonely, brown banana in the fruit basket--- check.


But it can wait. Till evening, when I take Julia shopping for a birthday present for her friend.