Well I for one thank ALan for being my picture reference to this first story. We have had the hardest time getting into the dentist since we moved here 4 years ago. Our kids can have it taken care of fairly easily, but the real money has to get paid when the parents have to visit the dentist. So last week, Alan and I took our turn getting our teeth cleaned and filled. This is Alan's smile, half normal half numb. Mine wasn't even close to as numb so there are no pictures of me :) I never knew how funny it would be taking turns laughing at each other while we talked weird. We tried to make the best of it...Then there is me today. Due to some oral surgeon's advise years ago, this is now my 3rd surgery on my wisdom teeth. I went this morning to get my 4th and final wisdom tooth pulled out. Years ago the oral surgeon told me to leave it alone because it had grown in just fine. Now, he may have been right back then because that was before I had kids and my attention to just about everything having to do with taking care of myself was put on hold for these last few years. Not a good idea Krysten. SO here I sit, waiting for the next hour to go by so I can take another pain killer (which by the way is the first time I have been able to take much of anything since being prego and nursing all this time). I didn't have any coffee this morning because I had to be prepared in case they told me I had to be put under, so I am trying to be pleasant with this headache. I won't go through all the details because these thoughts will fade for me quickly I am sure, so if any of you have ever been awake for one of these tooth pullings, you probably know that it only takes about 5-7 minutes of actual pulling so I opted to save the $300 and just have local numbing. (I cannot believe it costs that much! ) Not pleasant, not easy, but a whole lot better than having a baby with no drugs I say! So all in all it is a good thing, I just have to try not to talk very much (which my kids are not happy about because they think something is wrong with me).

These are some pictures right after preschool a week or so ago when the kids won a hand stamp and by the time I got to the class to pick them up, they were different colors - and the ink has only just this week, fully come off.
Isaiah is embarrassed



















