…that babies aren’t allowed at the dentist office?
Well, allowed or not, Jake stayed and was an angel. Take that dental hygenist! Didn’t even fall asleep…just played with toys in his carseat the entire time. And Jake may have got a glowing review but his mother did not.
It’s not like I had a cavity or anything.
No, no, it was better. I HAD FOUR.
How is that even possible, people??
Oh right, maybe I know. It was this little thing called maternity leave where I sometimes may or may not have forgotten to brush my teeth in the morning if I wasn’t leaving the house. I was aware of the issue but chose not to work on it. I think the brush-your-teeth-please gene is only triggered if I’m on my way out the door.
Maybe it’s a sickness?
But really…if you don’t brush…then you eat breakfast…it’s hard to remember that maybe you didn’t clean your teeth!
Do I have any readers left?
At least none of you have to kiss me. Sorry Seth!