Kelly Visit:
Thursday and Friday I went and saw my sister in Fort Collins. I live just 2 hours from her now and the drive is straight and easy! Her husband babysat all 10 of our children so we could go out.
We went to her fitness club and did a yoga class. It was my first yoga class and was really fun. Not relaxing though. All the "dog down" "cat up" "chimichanga" commands made me laugh really hard and yoga is supposed to be a really quiet class. They barely even turn the lights on. So I was trying to hold it together the whole class. Then we tried all the weight equipment. Kelly had me running around doing 5 of these and 5 of that. Again we were laughing so hard, good thing everybody in there was using an iPlod. Then we steam roomed, saunaed and I accidentally locked our clothes locker. That was embarrassing.
We had some prayer time that night and the next day took the kids to the park. It had been about a year and a half since my last hair cut and Kelly found a salon with an opening. It was one of those foo foo salons. The kind where they give you a free drink when you walk in the door and you are afraid to drink it because you might spill it on their Barcelona chairs. I was prepared for the haircut expense and was going to decline decline decline the extras.
As it happened, the lady with the appointment in front of me was wearing a burkah. Everytime a man walked into the salon - which was frequently because the front desk girl looked JUST LIKE Paris Hilton and was quite, shall we say, engaging - so when a man walked in the woman in the burkah would scream, jump out of her chair and hide. Her haircut lasted 2 hours. My appointment ended up starting 45 minutes late. All the while Kelly and 10 children were "entertaining" themselves in my van outside. An hour and a half later my appointment was over. My hair was chopped. Cute and short. And the stylist washed and styled it for free and gave me a big discount for having to wait so long with my sister and 10 kids in the car. I had a great time.
Kelly eventually took the kids to a bagel place across the street and the bagel lady felt so sorry for her that she gave them all the free bagels they could eat. Kelly made the kids clean out the van. Josiah got 2 warnings and was threatened with having to go stay in the salon with me. (He began to behave better after that.) But I do think she had a good time. She said she put Elijah in charge.
Sam's mouth:
I set up dentist appointments and we went in last month. Elijah, Josiah, and Silas had their appointments. Elijah's mouth was perfect. Josiah and Silas got the "brush better in the back and floss" talk. And then came Sam's appointment. Sam's mouth is not good.
I think this has been his habit for the last year: take a dry toothbrush, swipe the front teeth, and check the "I brushed my teeth" box on the chore chart. Then eat 7 pieces of candy and go to bed.
The result is 4 drilling appointments. He has loads and loads and loads of cavities. He has more cavities than he has teeth. But according to the dentist they can be fixed. They are baby teeth and the permanent ones look mostly ok.
Mother failure. But I plan on learning. And now Sam's teeth sparkle with cleanness. They will sparkle next week because of silver caps.
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