Wednesday, November 19, 2008
Teeth, Teeth, Teeth
So my dearest darling Daniel went under the knife today. Well, not knife- more like pliers. I actually dont know what they used, but he got his 4 wisdom teeth pulled. He is now puffy as a chipmunk storing nuts in his mouth. Poor guy. He was a good sport though and even posed for a picture. Lucky for him, he got "put-out" during the procedure, so he remembers nothing.
10 years ago when I got mine yanked out, I was awake the whole time. And I had enormous clamps clamping my jaws open. I had bruises for two weeks following. And mine were all impacted so they went in and busted each tooth then had to dig around to make sure they got every piece. It was pretty traumatic and I still shudder thinking about it.
Toast also lost his first tooth today. He, however, is all smiles. He is strutting around with his chest all puffed out and singing songs of his own making about the tooth fairy, teeth, and storm troopers. Lucky for him he gets to make money off his little extraction, whereas his daddy had to fork over the moolah for his.
Heres to a week of soup, smoothies and smashed potatoes!