Open Wide!

I am so far behind on blogging. I will probably catch up someday soon, but for now, let's just start with the event of the week...Ian's first dental appointment. We prepared the night before by reading our Spongebob Goes to the Dentist book, and Nate pulled his own loose tooth. That was #5 for Nate.

Ian went third at the appointment. He watched me closely while I was getting my teeth cleaned and told our hygienist, Mary, "I'm think I am going to skip that part" about just about everything she did. When it came time for his turn, he had Taco the dog go first, then happily hopped into the chair and let Mary, count, rinse and dry his teeth a few times. She decided that we'd made big progress for the day and that was it.

Shark Teeth

Yesterday the boys had dental appointments. Well, Nate had an appointment and Ian had a trial run (see posts on Ian "My body is my temple" Shuster). Nate's two center bottom teeth have been wiggly for months, easily since summertime when I remember telling him "I bet you'll have those out by Christmas." Christmas came and went and the teeth remain in place, wobbly, but still in place. All the while kids in his class, friends, cousins are losing teeth left and right. A month or so ago the teeth shifted (see pic) and left a huge gap. Then, a few weeks ago we noticed a new adult tooth coming in, and as of this week there are now TWO center bottom teeth coming in right behind the wobblers. I told Nate he might just have shark teeth, or two rows of teeth. He is dying to have a tooth fall out - no fear what-so-ever. "It's just a little blood, mom," he told me the other day. Well, the dentist reports all is well and the new teeth will in fact move to the right place once the old ones fall out. Waiting, waiting, waiting...

In other news, Ian actually sat in the dental chair and let Dr. Miller examine his teeth, jaw, gums, etc. He's been in tears at the mention of the dentist all week AND said he "couldn't possibly sit in a pink chair because pink is for girls," (that is, btw, exactly how he said it. "couldn't possibly". For anyone who has seen Charlie and Lola, he often talks exactly like they do, sans the British accent). Ian has a loose tooth too, a top tooth that he knocked a year ago while running (and being pushed down by you-know-who) in the Orange County Airport on the way home from Disneyland. It's possible that there is damage to the root at the bone, but likely nothing will be done about it as it is just a baby tooth. Bad mommy, no Ian pic. I was so sure he would run away sobbing I didn't even take in a camera!

Wii are Hot!

Ugh, it's hot. Stifling hot. This is Beaverton, Oregon, not Phoenix, Arizona. Anything over 100 degrees is just simply miserable. And we are getting a threepeat...three days of the stuff. The all time record high for P'Town is 107. I think we hit 104 today. But not to worry folks, our liquid sunshine will be back by next Wednesday.

And so it goes the rowdies and I have been inside. My feeble efforts (which were pretty darn pathetic knowing I would have to go out with them) to get them to slip n slide or run through the sprinklers were flatly denied.

So for the second day in the row I have been trying keep those 2 entertained, all the while doing errands, housework, and general post vacation mayhem (like sorting the stack of mail delivered by the postman yesterday held together by not one but three fat rubber bands, containing no less than 17 catalogs - one of which was - gasp - for Halloween costumes. Seriously?!)

I grew up with a sister, so this whole 2 boys thing is shocking to me. The dirt, the noise, the chaos, the retaliations. They poke, the prod, they twist, the push, they body slam, they belly bump, they are constantly rolling on the floor crashing into things. Is it naptime yet? "You're a loser. You suck. He hit me! I'm NOT Sharing. I'm gonna get you! Shut up. I'm telling on you!" Calgon take me away!

So tonight, we fired up the old Wii after dinner for some quirky fun -making mii's - the little characters that act out the games and sports for ya. Only this time, rather than using our own imaginations, we borrowed from the imaginations for the far more talented - the folks at www.miicharacters.com. Of course, I had to make Oprah and Barak right away. They boys wanted Spongebob, Darth Vader and Darth Maul, and for Daddy Dave we made Frylock from Aquateen. It's pretty fun and funky - you can make almost anyone, not that I'd want to see Sadam on my baseball team, but Brad Pitt might be nice!

In other news, we did get out of the house for dentist appointments yesterday. Nate was thrilled to learn that he will soon be getting 4 BIG HUGE teeth (1 of the 6 year molars is already broken through) and had 3 possibly, barely loose teeth. Big boy stuff. I hope he inherited Dave's perfectly straight chompers because mine looked like hell when they came in a crooked.

Think I'll go sit on an air conditioning vent now.