Thursday, July 24, 2008

One of the specialist

Today I had a dentist appointment. I HATE the dentist...sorry Logan. My hands get all sweaty and my heart-rate goes up. To make a long story short, I have a bridge that has "de-bonded" or come loose on one side. So it's just being held together on the other side. When I picked the kids up from my friends, I was trying to explain to them that mommy had a fake tooth. Then I had to explain that I had a fake tooth because I was born with some baby teeth with no adult teeth under them, and they weren't very strong so eventually I had to get a fake tooth. Malia looked at me and said, "You must be one of God's specialist people to be born that way." Yes Malia...it's true...I must be one of the specialist. :)

2 comments:

Dawn and Jon said...

Deena - that is Soooooo funny!You have to write that one down (I guess you just did):)
I just went to the dentist last week and came home telling Jon the same thing - I hate going to the dentist - my palms get sweaty and I'm pretty jumpy, just waiting for something to hurt. Unfortunately, I wasn't born "special" like you.

Julia said...

Awesome story. You made me snort through my nose.