To the Ortho's

Yesterday was the first day the girls were going for a braces tightening together. B hadn't had hers tightened yet and K was an old pro. The conversation in the car went something like this....

k, "Are you farting yet?" (she has lots'o gas when she gets nervous!)

b, "Yes, I have been for awhile. I will really need to go when we get about 10 minutes away."

k, "It's not that bad. As long as you get Kim or the new lady."

b, "What if I don't get them?"

k, "They're the nicest. Hopefully Dr. N won't yell at you like he yells at me."

b, "I am good at brushing my teeth. My gums aren't swollen like yours. Just to make sure, I'll have some water to cool them down."

k, "I brush right, but my gums are genetically puffy." (That's questionable!)

b, "I think I am going to hurl. Remember the time I threw up on Kara?"

k, "Whenever Dr. N yells at me I zone him out and think about the cute boy at school I like. Today, my friend threw my hat right in front of him so he would have to give it back to me."

b, "Did he pick it up?"

k, "No, he didn't see it. I was so embarrassed!"

Lots of giggling.

OK, it sounded funnier in the car and I couldn't write down all the good stuff while driving. Plus they would have said, "Are you writing that for your blog?!" Both wound up having puffy gums and the Dr must have been in a bad mood because usually he calls me sweetheart. I got my 100th explanation of how to brush their teeth which I smiled and nodded to, all the while thinking of how WW3 would ensue if I even tried to brush K's teeth. Even mentioning brushing sends her over the edge.

The good news is that we had cupcakes from the absolute best cupcake store ever (yes, after the dentist)! I had a cupcake called "hostess with the mostest" and it was 4000 times better than a Hostess cupcake (which I happen to love). B had a chocolate chip one and K had vanilla/vanilla. My mouth is watering just thinking about them. Good thing I live a good 45 minutes away from there!