we went to the dentist today. and because we do entirely too much of this:
we needed two fillings. and one more on monday. oh, and the back baby molar on the upper right has to be pulled because it never actually came in the whole way and it's being blocked by the tooth in front and will never get loose and fall out on its own like it should. and once we got in to the two teeth that needed a filling, they decided the child needed a root canal while they were at it. all of this took over an hour. (thank goodness this is all free 'til she's 18!)
and you know what the child said through her novocaine when we left?
"mom, that was fun. they're really nice."
can you believe it?