I have so much more time now that I am not running to the gym all the time. Not that I am being exactly productive, but it just feels strange to have the whole morning at home. Today I am supposed to be cleaning up the house and going grocery shopping while Elsa is at preschool, but instead I’m going to write this entry.<\/p>\n
I took some good advice and sent off a strongly worded e-mail to a person causing me angst. I got back an equally strongly worded e-mail. I guess the adrenaline hit my veins because I was shaking for ten minutes. I couldn’t even hold a glass of water. I am not used to confrontation and I don’t like it, but at this point it is necessary. A little shaking won’t kill me. I’m just glad I didn’t break out in hives, which has been known to happen in stressful situations.<\/p>\n
In other news, I thought Erik was turning into some kind of mutant. The other day he showed me a new tooth that he was growing–in a spot that no tooth should ever grow. This is hard to imagine and a picture would be better, but you’ll just have to bear with me. He was growing a tooth out of the bottom of his gum, underneath one of his permanent teeth. In the front. The dentist said he wouldn’t be concerned if it was coming in from behind, but coming from the front was bizarre and I’m not sure the dentist even believed me\/understood what I was talking about (I spoke to him last week during Elsa’s appointment).<\/p>\n
Mike took Erik in yesterday and I was prepared for some kind of costly orthodontia, but it turns out he wasn’t really a mutant growing a wacky tooth. A big shard of splintered root from a baby tooth had been left behind when the baby tooth came out and had finally worked it’s way out and was pushing through his gum. The dentist removed it with tweezers. I’m told Erik was not exactly the best patient. I’m just glad I wasn’t there for it, though it probably would have been more fun than what I was doing (yearly lady exam).<\/p>\n
Not much else going on around here. Rain is making me sleepy. Kids are making me crazy. Need to clean house. We’re living it up over here.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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