that vision thang - February 18th, 2008

Well, I've got a few minutes before Elder is due home from dance class with hubby, and I've got some cute stories to share.

Younger is on a growth spurt fueled (I think) food tear. The child that wouldn't let me eat ANY meat except for pepperoni on pizza for the nine months we cohabitated in my body (the smell or thought of meat brought about instant projectile vomiting. For all nine months) has eaten nothing but meat today. The carnivore ate half of her daddy's left over veal chop from our late Valentine's dinner last night (Thanks much to the cuz who monster sat), taking the bone in hand to chomp  on it. Missed the picture, though. I used to love veal, and after my experience with Younger-in-the-belly, I can't eat it at all. That was the first meal I had to run from the table to puke. Not the last, but the memorable first.

Elder had her first real dentist visit today (yes, I am remiss, and it is entirely because I am afraid of the dentist-- after working as an assistant and xray technician for one for three years, I might add.) She was scared. We talked about ahead of time- she's read books about it-- she learned about it in school-- but she regressed quickly into terrible twos (at 4 1/2) and was so tense sitting in the chair waiting that she practically vibrated. I've never seen her so stressed. She was fine once he talked to her a bit, and she had her exam. Then she was a thousand and one questions while I had my exam. I'm proud of her. She did really well.

Current Mood: amused
Current Music: Bohemian Rhapsody by Queen