Wednesday, November 07, 2007

Snippets

Just a little tidbit from my middle child:

"Me, watching someone pull out their tooth is like I'm Superman and they're kryptonite."

I take it Wyatt doesn't like to watch teeth-pulling.

This, coming from a kid who had his front tooth knocked out, land in his hand, rushed home and then to the dentist without a single tear. He then endured a YEAR of frequent trips to the endodontist (who was pretty cute, lucky me!), including a few baby root canals and tons and tons of poking and prodding.

I guess it's catching up with him.

10 comments:

Cathy said...

Teeth-pulling -- ick!

The dentist pulled most of my baby teeth, many of them before they were even loose. The last four were removed during surgery, when they also took my canines.

Is it any wonder I loathe the dentist's office?

I totally relate.

Family Adventure said...

Poor baby. Baby tooth canals?!

I think he's had enough!

Heidi :)

Moobs said...

Wait till he sees "Maratho Man"

alice c said...

My son once pulled out his wobbly tooth because he needed the Fairy money. Ewwww.

Carrie, thank you for visiting my blog - you always leave such lovely comments - I wish that your profile had an email address attached so that I could respond. But maybe you don't want your inbox filled with trivia in the morning!

Pendullum said...

And his quote should certainly be placed in a memory box.... As no truer words have been spoken...
Brave, Brave Boy, you have there, Carrie...

painted maypole said...

ha! just yesterday my daughter told me that a boy named Wyatt in her class had a tooth knocked out by a ball on the playground! ;)

Kellan said...

So cute - that comment. My kids are all pretty dentist tolerant. Me ... not so much. Have a good day.

carrie said...

Maypole, that is freaky! :)

Amanda said...

I'm nervous and excited about the whole losing teeth era. I find that I am shockingly grossed out by some things I wouldn't have expected and supremely comfortable with others. I fear teeth will fal in the form category.

As to the Wildcat connection, I was a theatre major, and a rather absent-tee one at that as I was in the throes of that relationship it seems all girls have, you know, the one that makes your parents' hearts palpitate and everyone gathers round you like an afternoon special but you refuse to hear it. And now, mom to two daughters, with another baby of as yet indeterminate gender on the way, I quake, thinking of the bad boys that may lay in wait.

Your last name rings a bell though, is that your married name? I was originally from Yakima, by way of Eugene. I miss the PNY, coming back for Christmas this year!

Christine said...

One of my sons can't stand to have his teeth pulled out either. He ouwld rather have it hanging loose than me pull it for him. A little bribing though......