Part Fish?

Yesterday was awful. Bear had unexpected oral surgery. His pediatric dentist has been over booked and I have had difficulty rescheduling his original appointment which happened to be the same day we stood on the pier singing "The boys are back in town". Needless to say they called me at 14:20 and asked if I could make it in time to fill a 15:00 cancellation. I made it, and what was supposed to be a simple filling (a month ago) turned into a baby root canal and cap. He surely has my teeth even brushing 2-3 times a day. Max still has no cavities...butt head! To make it short, I hope we never have to go through that again. He is acting himself and is not interested in his pain med's because they are "do weet (too sweet)". I have to bribe him to take his antibiotics. "If you want this sticker you have to take this medicine." or "We can go to the park after you take this medicine." By the 10th day I'll be insane....

This morning I got up early and headed to the track to get a little over 3 miles in. Yeah! I miss the Movin' Mama's in Japan! I keep thinking someone is bound to PCS this direction eventually (hint-wink). I so miss the lounges up "weather hill". Now how am I going to get my rear and quads toned? Once we decided to part I ran home...I mean drove (yet another reason I miss Japan) to get our bathing suits and head over to our friends house that has a pool. My kiddos played, and scared me too many times to count. I'm not one of those freakish helicopter parents. But after watching something on the news about dry drowning, I feel like I pay more attention to the amount of water they breathe....they are part fish you know... Max is their father. How is it I find myself saying more and more stupid things?!?! Ya want an example? While in the pool and I noticed it started to rain... I said "I feel sprinkles, hey it's raining!" Helloooo- I'm IN the pool. Then I caught on to my stupid words and told Kalee "Get under the water so you don't get wet!" Oh I can't wait for the day when she comes back with stupid words too...

Now I have to Google a safe alternative to Drano so I can clean a drain that my son dumped massage oil down...the sad part is he did it right in front of me. See, I told you he's feeling fine.