Countdown to Christmas: Day 9

Merry Christmas, Mama! It’s funny, but we actually had a conversation about the very topic I’m going to write about a couple of days ago: kids’ cavities. Annie has a small one right now, and I don’t know that we’re going to get it filled. Maybe we should, because she’s pretty young and her molars are way back there, but I remember that at one point, I got a cavity in my teeth as a child. It was my first cavity, and honestly, it was pretty devastating. It was always such a good feeling to come out of the dentist being like: “yep, no cavities!” And I wasn’t able to do that after this particular dentist appointment. I had an appointment to get my cavity filled a little while later, and I remember you dropped me off or went in with me to have it done, and I went in,. The dentist says it’s not really going to hurt, but I guess that pain idea is relative for dentists, because I was shocked when it hurt SUPER bad!! Like I almost started crying because it was hurting so bad.

I got the cavity filled and I was done, leaving somewhat shocked. I then remember getting into our car, and you had a present for me: Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets!!!

And I have to say, that was a pretty sweet consolation prize for a numb mouth and the pain of a filled cavity. :-) I so appreciate the thoughtfulness of that, Mama, and it’s obviously stuck with me through all these years. Thanks for always being a great parent, Mama, I sure appreciate it. :-)

Love you, Mama!

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