Viola had her first dentist appointment today. I was terrified that she was going to have numerous cavities and the authorities would be called. Not a single cavity was reported, however. That's right, the girl who does not drink milk, who only brushes with the Dora The Explorer Whirlygig Toothbrush, who breastfed all night long until she was two does not have one single cavity. Weird. Our neighbor down the street, her son had something like 19 cavities at his first dental appointment. He had to go under anesthesia to have them all filled. Forget that. Aren't they baby teeth? Don't they fall out anyway? I don't get it. Well, okay, I know it can mess up the permanent teeth coming in above, but still.
My dental appointment was not so lovely. I had to have a crown put on a tooth I cracked on a nut. I can't believe some people actually intentionally go in and have all their teeth crowned. The price people pay to look good.
It is raining and blustering like mad out there. My wind chime on the front porch sounds like it has gone insane. Glad we've gota horse show to put on this weekend, should be tons of fun in the muck and the rain.