My camera has been MIA since I don't know when but after cleaning out my purse today, I found it! So maybe some pics soon instead of all this blah blah blah blah blah.
Today Maggie had her first dentist appointment. We added her to the dental coverage this time last year so my cheapness thought we should at least try to get her in this year since we've been paying for it:) The office was in
Collierville (about 30 minutes away) and very nice and kid friendly. I had been playing dentist with her for a week and she always enjoys the dentist exhibit at the children's museum. And the fact that she asks us if she can brush her teeth gave me a semi confident feeling that we could at least get her to open her mouth.
She told me all morning she didn't want to go to the dentist, she wanted to go to
storytime "first". Whenever she and I negotiate (which is all the time) I say "Mommy's boring/painful/stupid thing first" and "Maggie's awesome/exciting/fun thing second." Turn about is fair play.
But she did great which surprised even the dentist and
hygienist:) Instead of a dental chair, it's just a regular exam table with a t.v. overhead. She didn't want to lay down and watch so they let her sit in my lap and the first thing they did was let her pick a new Dora toothbrush which really won her over. She showed them how she brushed and then the
hygienist took a turn. The
hygienist was pretty relaxed instead of trying to be Maggie's
BFF which Maggie totally sees through. I feel like I have to preface each
dr visit with "just do your job and don't try to talk to her and make nice" but that comes off kind of rude;)
It was really quick, just a look and a cleaning and
fluoride. Well, I totally forgot about that and how gross it was and by that point, Maggie was wanting her toy they promised so the
fluoride part was not that great but she did it! What a trooper! She got her little toy that is now on the floorboard of the van I think and we went to
storytime and then napped together for 3 hours. I guess we were both
exhausted!
Poor girl, I kept looking in the
rear view mirror on the way to
storytime and she was holding her mouth in a way that let me know she did NOT like the sticky/gross stuff in her mouth! But no cavities, just need to brush better in the back:)
And we are getting ready for Maggie's third Thanksgiving which always makes me pause and re-add since she's just 2, this is her 3rd
everything this year. Che has a regular work day which to his company is the busiest day of the year almost along with Black Friday. So he's taking a long lunch to meet me at his sister's for lunch and then will try to make it home to eat dinner with my sister and Dad. I have the smaller house and less years vested in marriage, kids and cooking so I don't have to do much:) It's like the old days where the second son has to be a priest and isn't as important as the first son who gets all the inheritance. Well, I'm sure back then, the second daughter didn't have to host Turkey day and just got to bring side dishes:)
I am making 2 appetizers (one for Shannon's, one for Michelle's) and a banana pudding and broccoli casserole for Michelle's. I have never made a turkey in my life. And (shocker) our family wasn't big on Turkey. We usually had Ham which is
unAmerican I guess. But we usually do a Turkey breast sitting
wimpily next to our gigantic Ham.
Other than that, we are pretty booked up from here til New Year's. I have a Christmas party, a surgery, a ballet, a speech tournament, and a birthday for Che along with Christmas and stuff. Have a great holiday with your loved ones, or the people you are forced to sit at a table with and talk about giblets with for 3 hours:)
I was in the bathroom getting dressed and walked into the bedroom to find her like this watching Elmo. Love the blank expression as if she's been nursing this baby all day and night:) Note the dishrag she got for a burp cloth!
When she realized I was watching her, she posed:)
If I have taught her nothing else in life, if she remembers me for no other thing that breastfeeding her, I will be okay with that. Surely no serial killers were breastfed???
I do hope she will be a great Mommy one day. A better Mommy than yours truly. I hope she knows how much I love her even when I look at the state of my boobs these days. As a side note, she cracked me up this week when I got out a new bra I had bought a while back and was taking the tags off to put it on. She knows what bras are but asked me "why" I wear a bra. I told her to keep my nurses in place! She said, "oh, in their garage?"
