The kids and I are enjoying Spring Break this week. I slept in until 8:00! It was fabulous. Later on this morning, Mom and Dad watched the kiddos so that I could cover up all the gray hair that insists on growing out even though I spend the big bucks every 4 to 6 weeks to attempt to have the same hair color as my children. Thank God for them and JR’s mother, Audrey.
After I collected them, we swung by the house to pick up headgear and headed off to Corpus to the dentist. Don’t they have dentists closer to home? You betcha…but we were refered to this dentist after Emily bit the last dentist out here. Not kidding! Meek little Emily drew blood so we travel to the pediatric dentist, who is also our orthodontist, every month or so. Totally worth it.
Today Emily got her braces off. She’s been wearing headgear for almost two years and she’s been freed of that apparatus as well. I’ll post a picture of her so you can see her nice, straight teeth. She couldn’t be more thrilled. Unfortunately, after they took them off, they found a cavity so we’ll have to get that filled now. Now all we do is wait for all the big teeth to come in that they’ve made room for and see if we need braces again. Cross your fingers!
Paul also came along. In case you’re wondering, he’s absolutely fabulous for the dentist. I know! Emily’s the biter! Life is just full of irony sometimes. He had his x-rays taken and his molds made. JR and I have the ortho consult on April 16th so the dentist can help us set up a second mortgage on the house to pay for the second kiddos braces. He anticipates that Paul will be in headgear even longer than Emily.
Since it is Spring Break and we didn’t have homework to finish at home, I decided to take them to that park by the Bayfront they’ve been begging to go to forever. It was sunny and lovely so why not? Ugh!!! I think that the whole city had the same idea. About two trillion kids were crawling all over the place and their parents were a little scary. I don’t mean to be ugly, but there were some mean looking folks there. I was trying not engage in any direct eye contact while keeping up with Emily and Paul. Since there were so many kids there, every time I did see them, I would give them the countdown. You know…you have 20 more minutes, you have 15 minutes, and so on. Well, after I gave them the 5 minute mark, I didn’t see them for another 25 minutes, during which time I went from mild anxiety to full-blown America’s Most Wanted vignettes of my children’s alleged abductor. I finally found them playing under the wooden metropolis, happy as little clams. By this time, my stress level was off the scale and they didn’t have any idea why I was so upset.
Thank God JR was home when we got here because I was in serious need of mommy-alone-time. I found Dr. Phil on the DVR and an easy crossword puzzle book very centering, especially since his guests were idiots. I feel so morally superior. At least I don’t beat my husband senseless with a wooden table leg for cheating on me. Could you imagine going on national television and telling 20 million people something like that? No, ma’am, not me. I’m too busy looking for my kids.

Looks harmless, doesn't it? Now picture two trillion kids on it.