TEETH
Last week I took Manny to the dentist because I noticed he had a cavity on the front of his canine tooth. Upon further examination, Dr. Pham noted that he had 4 additional cavities at the back of his mouth. I knew this was going to be expensive.

Julie, the lady who handles the insurance information, called me on Thursday to let me know the prices. Initially I wanted to fill three of his cavities with porcelain fillings, and two with silver. Insurance doesn't cover the porcelain fillings, so we would have had to pay $450 out of pocket! Of course we switched to all silver, so that cut out about $100.

We went in yesterday morning at 8:30 and Manny was given some anti-anxiety medication. We were suppose to have the procedure start at 9:30 but we found out at 9:00 that his dentist got into a car accident and wouldn't be in until 10:00. Mind you, Manny wasn't allowed to eat or drink anything before the procedure. So this accident tacked on another half hour of no food or drink, which might be okay for a teenager or adult, but can seem like a lifetime to a 3 year old.

By the time his doctor got into the office, Manny was starting to get super fussy. He was constantly complaining about how thirsty and hungry he was. I knew once they got him hooked up to the nitrous he would calm down, but I was skeptical that he would cooperate.

Luckily, everything turned out fine. Dr. Pham bribed him with Transformers stickers, and was able to get him into the back room just fine (when younger children get cavities filled they prefer parents not to go back with the kids - I understand, it probably makes the kids more anxious - and they are put in a "quiet room" b/c I'd imagine some kids freak out initially).

When we picked him up an hour after they started the procedure, Dr. Pham informed John that b/c we were so understanding and patient he filled all of his cavities with the porcelain fillings. That was a nice surprise.

BABY POWDER
Last night while I was on the computer Manny got into the baby powder. Christian was on the floor next to me, playing quietly, and Manny disappeared.

Every now and then I could smell the strong scent of baby powder, but when I looked in the living room, I didn't see anything. I looked in the dining room didn't see anything. So I just let it go.

I went up to use the bathroom, and on my way I passed the kitchen. There was Manny, with baby powder on the floor sweeping it up with his little broom. A bit of a mess, but no big deal, I'd just clean it up after I used the restroom.

I walked down the hallway and **BAM** another mountain of baby powder with Buzz Lightyear and Woody somewhere underneath. I followed the trail of powder to his bedroom, where I found heaps of baby powder on his floor, on his dresser, and on his bed.

It was like a horror movie. Everywhere I turned I saw baby powder! I was caught in the middle of mixed emotions. On the one hand I was furious that I had to clean up this horrible mess, but on the other I couldn't help but giggle to myself. When Manny makes a mess, he doesn't do it half ass.

What made it even more funny, was that as I was vacuuming, Manny kept saying, "I sowwee Mommy, sooooowweeeee." Which made me giggle a little more....haha.