Corbin had to have two cavities filled this morning. (Insert overwhelming mother’s guilt here.)
I was not at all happy about the prospects of:
A) Allowing my child to endure the evil dentist drill.
B) Having him sedated in order to make him sit still while said evil dentist drill was being used.
c) Paying close to $300 out of pocket to have him sedated in order to make him sit still for the drill.
But, alas, after consulting two other dentists and forcing everyone from the receptionist to the dentist himself to talk me through every detail, I finally conceded and allowed the procedure to take place.
The cavities were filled without incident, and thanks to the happy happy drugs, Corbin now thinks the dentist’s office is the happiest place on earth. I beleive his exact slurry words were, “Can I livvve here forevvver?”
As it turns out, our firstborn is a bit of a sloppy drunk. At one point during the appointment, he gazed dopily over at the young hygienist and said, “I love you.” He then looked back at me and smirked as he whispered loudly, “I just told that girl I love her.”
The dentist warned me that once we got home, a possible side effect of the drugs might be double vision. So I was only slightly shocked when I was helping him on the potty a minute ago and he exclaimed, “Hey Look! I have two manhoods!…I’m changing into somethin here!”
NEVER do drugs son. NEVER!
And for the love of toothpaste, lay off the juice and let me brush your stinkin teeth so we don’t have to go through this ordeal again.
Aaaaaa….. I am dying laughing at the manhood comment. Oh my goodness, that is hilarious. I am DREADING taking Grace to the dentist… I think we’ll have to have serious anesthesia for that one.
I frist heard this story from Uncle Phil, and thought he was re-living his earlier days. Please don’t let Corbin walk that path!
Love,
Aunt Judy
I laughed out loud reading this. You know, the hard belly laugh kind.
I had to stop and read this one to my husband. Too funny!