Showing posts with label dentist. Show all posts
Showing posts with label dentist. Show all posts

Monday, March 09, 2009

No Thanks.

Last post about the wedding dress. I promise.

My mom picked it up for me last week. She was going to be in the area, and I promised to pay her back. Yeah! It's not gone forever (and it was cheaper than I thought it was going to be!) Tonight they came over for some seed swapping and she brought the huge box with my dress in it. Here's the play by play, too funny not to share.

Logan: What's in that big box?

Gma: Your mommy's wedding dress.

Logan (matter of factly): She doesn't need it. She's already married.

I still laugh just thinking about it. He's so smart he's funny.

I'm letting both of the kids play hookey tomorrow. Logan and Daddy have dentist appointments in the morning at our dentist who is 30 miles away, then Chelsea has clinic in the afternoon. We figured we'd just continue heading that direction instead of driving Logan back to school. He's excited to get to go with us this time, and he doesn't have to go to school all day. It doesn't get much better than that to a 5 year old!

Wednesday, November 29, 2006

Language Explosion

Although it's not comprehensible, Chelsea has begun jabbering all the time. She wakes up talking and doesn't stop all day long (except when we go to speech therapy). It's mostly duh, duh, duh, but we're working on making some other sounds. Go Chelsea!!!

Logan got his flu shot yesterday. On the way home he said he was sorry for being mean to me, then he said "now you say you're sorry for getting me that flu shot." How cute is that! Poor baby. He asked me why I got him that flu shot that poked him and hurt him. He recovered quickly though as we followed that appointment with his first visit to the dentist. She counted his teeth and let him sit in the chair and wear a paper bib. He was pretty excited! It was his "happy visit". Next time they'll actually clean his teeth. He sat like such a good boy while they cleaned my teeth, I was so proud.

After the dentist he went to a friends house to play while I went to a meeting. Unfortuneatly his friend wasn't there, just his big sister who babysat Logan. They had a great time together. She later told her mom that Logan was a really good boy (huh?) and that he spoke very clearly (awww...) I love my kids!