Busy Busy

We've had so much going on the past few weeks! I feel like my house is going to fall down around me if I don't pay it some much needed attention, but I thought I'd update my blog instead. So here's what's been going on with us. Be prepared, this is really long!

Last Monday, Grant went to the dentist for the first time. We'd talked about him going, but this was kind of a spur of the moment thing (they had a cancellation when I called for an appt.) so I hadn't had time to psyche him up about going. Every time I'd mentioned it in the past, he said he was scared and didn't want to go. He ended up doing great! The flatscreens on the ceiling and wall were definitely helpful, but even without them I think he would have been ok. The hygenist was wonderful with him, and when we left he told me that he had fun there. And, it's a good thing... All of his little molars have dark spots in them, all 8 of them. He's had some places almost since his teeth came in, but I really only thought there were 3. I'm not sure what has caused this. I'm way too anal about what he eats and drinks, and we brush really well. The dentist said it appears to be a developmental problem with his teeth, not anything we did but I can't help but feel guilty. He rarely drinks juice and when he does I only give him one made with Splenda. He's never had a soft drink and eats very little sugar. There are so many people that just give their kids whatever and probably none of them have cavities. Lots of good it's done to deny it!

So Wednesday we were off to the pediatric dentist for a consultation. He said that at this time only 5 of the teeth need to be filled. The hard thing is that at his age, they pretty much have to be sedated. He won't be asleep, but will be out of it. I do not do well with these things, so I am really dreading it. He's excited about going back to get more glow in the dark stickers out of the prize drawer, so hopefully he'll do ok. If he doesn't, they don't really try to push it, they'll just stop and we'll have to schedule to do it at an outpatient surgery center where they'll put him under general anesthesia. We don't want that unless absolutely neccesary, so we're praying that all goes well tomorrow when we go.

Thursday morning I broke the mirror off of my truck AGAIN! I have now learned my lesson. I was actually paying attention this time. I watched as it broke off. I can't really explain what happened, it just happened. I had to call several junkyards this time for a replacement, but finally did find one. So Friday Grant and I made a trip to another junkyard and now it's fixed again. I'm glad both of my children have now experienced an auto salvage yard!

Friday afternoon after the junkyard, Grant and I went to the Doodlebops Live concert. He loved it, and it was fun. He danced and sang to every song. The bad part was trying to get out of the parking garage at 5 pm, and then out of downtown. It took us close to 2 hours from the time the show ended to get home. That was bad, and oh, the $15 cotton candy. Seriously, is that not crazy?! It came with a plastic "hairdo" but still! I almost fell out when they guy said $15! Here they are in all their overpriced glory:

And here's my little guy in his new t-shirt that he was SOO proud of

Sunday was the egg hunt at church. Grant told me before church that he did not need my help this year. He is getting more and more independent. Last year, he was terrified of the Easter Bunny and this year, he couldn't get enough of him. He climbed right up in his lap and then followed him around the auditorium. He even pulled his little tail.

This picture is right after Grant pulled his tail. For some reason my camera wouldn't focus when he was doing it.

Yesterday, Claire and I ran around literally all day long. I took Grant to MDO and then didn't get home until after 5:00. Pookie and I pulled in the drive at the same time. She got to meet lots of new people at my old work, and she was so good all day long. She and Grant are getting along better and better. I think he's going to be a good big brother. Babies just take some getting used to. Then, by the time you're used to them, they're not babies anymore!


So, we've been busy this week and we've had a house guest. We've probably been more trouble to her than she has to us. She's not accustomed to being chased by a little boy or listening to screaming babies. I can't complain because she's actually mine, but I left her with my mom when I moved in the sorority house in college and have never taken her back. Although she's been very good, I now am positive that it will be quite some time before we have a dog of our own.