I made the most of our random holiday Monday by scheduling the kids dental check ups. Poor Ellie had once again grown a set of shark teeth. She already had her front middle bottom ones pulled back in May, and then the two teeth on either side of the middle had also grown up through her gumline without pushing the baby teeth out. That however, turned out to be the least of our problems, as due to bad luck, Ellie's teeth have awful, weak enamel. The dentist said her teeth are almost chalky, and showed us how one of her six year molars has already experienced a significant break. The poor little thing needs teeth pulled, her palate expanded, and is going to eventually end up with crowns on a number of her teeth. I guess the upside to living in Orange County is no one will bat an eye if we get her ridiculous chicklet teeth veneers for her 12th birthday (KIDDING.) So the dentist filled the chip to fix her tooth and pulled the two baby teeth. Ellie happily took another snootful of laughing gas and pronounced it the best dental visit ever! If she's going to end up with a lot of dental work, at least may she be happy during the procedure. One of the baby teeth was clearly never going to come out on its own - the root was three times the length of the tooth! The poor kitten was numb across her entire lower jaw when all was said and done, so we went and got a milkshake for lunch and stopped by Grizz and Gigi's to eat. I poured it into a bowl and got a spoon for her (no straws when you have teeth pulled) and asked her if I could make her a bib, since her face was numb. She initially said no, then said "wait, a bib like Grandpa Howie? Okay." At one point Grizz wiped her numb chin for her, and assured her he'd done the same for Grandpa back in the day. I also thought of Grandpa Howie as I ransacked my house in search of gold dollars for the tooth fairy to deliver (the tooth fairy left the stash in a bag in my glove box. OBVIOUSLY.)
Adam meanwhile, no cavities, no problems. His teeth are great even despite his thumb sucking (which has lessened significantly since we began leaving banishing Lamby to our house during the day since kinder started. Sometimes we will bring him in the car, and he's allowed to go with Adam to his grandparents, but I no longer make sure to have Lamby in my purse every time I walk out the door.) He got to eat a burger and fries, actually said he didn't want a shake!
This morning was the kids' jogathon at school. They've been hyping it for weeks and Adam in particular has been driven insane by the prospect of winning prizes and running the most laps. He has been asking me every day if I texted people to tell them (since the kids get crabby prizes if you send out emails on their behalf, even if no one donates) and also told me looks forward to winning the grand prize of the iPhone X. He was very dismayed when I said we don't need one, and even if I won it, I'd give it back to the school.
The kids ran at the same time, which was nice because I got to cheer them both on. Ellie's class raised the most money and sent out the most emails/texts (their class sent over 1,000, of which I sent 5, way to go other parents!) Her teacher also got to do a money grab thing at the end in one of those booths where they put in a bunch of bills and turn on a fan and all the kids that wanted to ran in superhero costumes. BEHOLD:
SUPER ELLIE!
SUPER FAST ADAM
Thank you to all of our family who donated - the kids will also get a bunch of additional garbage prizes for having met certain goals. The best part by far has been Adam winning a sequined snake, which he named Saver and carries around a la Britney Spears wearing a snake at the MTV music awards back in the day.
My favorite donor is Uncle Jake, who thought the kids were running quarter mile laps and pledged $3 and $4 per lap per kid accordingly. I emailed him and called him a big spender, and let him know that Ellie ran 29 laps last year, so if she repeats that times three bucks a lap, he may be the lead donor in the family! Good thing he also appreciates running, so it enables him to support many people and activities he loves.
Ellie had her final soccer game this past Saturday. She said she loved it and would play again next fall, which is funny to me, as she was most often seen strolling slowly through the back field during games. Definitely not willing to run full out or go steal the ball and make a play, but willing to be on the field, that kid. We had a little picnic with the team afterwards, and it was a nice way to celebrate a good group of girls and coaches and a great season. They all had a blast and I can't argue with that, though I'm glad to be spending less time sitting on the sidelines!
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