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Photo Hog

by Toiny Westberry on 3 December 2014
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I think the constant presence of my camera has made my kids photo hogs.  Yesterday, out of the blue, Dane begged:

“Mom! You need to take a picture of my new teeth for your newsletter!”

Who am I to argue?  He is so proud of his new grown-up teeth.  He is brushing better than ever, and loves to show them off to everyone.

So far his new teeth are doing well.  The bottom one was coming in a little crooked & he kept trying to push it into place with his tongue.  He was succeeding, but he was also succeeding in making a permanent tooth loose!

Thankfully the dentist caught that.  She also caught that Dane’s baby molar is cracking (My Sugar Hound). Today, probably as you are reading your newsletter with a delicious, warm, cup of coffee, Dane is getting his crown on.  His silver crown.  The crown that does not match the rest of his teeth.

Please cross your fingers & toes with me that after today he will still happily pose for the camera and smile wide & big. Silver crown included. I so love his smile.


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Phew! I’m all hot & bothered. I’m going 5 million miles an hour today, and yesterday, but I’m Git ‘r done! Big time. Yesterday I took an hour without computer, just me & my phone, and scheduled all those appointments I haven’t been scheduling. Vision, dental, snow tires, check-ups, teacher meetings, all scheduled. That felt great.

Amazingly enough, the never-have-an-opening dental clinic on post had an opening for both Cole & Tess this morning. I grabbed it with both hands, got all the kids out of bed at the crack of dawn and got there five minutes early. I’m still beaming with pride.

Both kids had fabulous check-ups, they could stand to brush a little better, and neither had a cavity. Both have wisdom teeth cropping up fast, but we have at least a year before that becomes a reality.

While I sat in the waiting room, waiting with an impatient & hungry Dane, the receptionist noticed I had one child not being seen. That wonderful woman found an opening in the ped Dentist schedule and Dane was seen too. Score!

Dane’s teeth are not perfect. He’s a sugar hound and a terrible brusher. Lately this has gotten better, the new spiderman spinning toothbrush and his own grown-up, non-sparkly toothpaste have a lot to do with that. Still, he has 3 old filled cavities that need fixing. Our German dentist had put white (ceramic?) fillings in his teeth, which Dane loves (he’s very picky about aesthetics) but Dane’s love of sugar were eroding them. So we have 3 old cavities to “fix”. We also have at least 4 to seal. And there’s one poor baby molar that’s really struggling. Long story short, it’s getting a silver crown.

The silver crown is where we are running into problems. Silver does not match the rest of Dane’s teeth. Dane’s teeth are white. I have less than a month to come up with a reasonable, logical, argument to convince Dane this is good. Wish me luck.

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Because I’ve been lonely lately (thought Dave’s birthday dinner helped amazingly), because my Oma turns 100 next month, I’ve been looking at a lot of old photo’s.  And I’ve realized I’m lonely partly because my house is so empty.  I’m down to only three kids.  Three kids is sooooooooooo quiet.

Dane is not here today, that makes it mouse-quiet.  Dane is loud. He is an energy ball.  He is a hugger.  When he’s not here, it’s so quiet.  I get a lot done, but sometimes, usually, I’d rather have the noise, the mess, and the hugs that come with Dane in the house.

I envy Dave his one-on-one time with Dane today.  It’s another soccer tournament, this one deep in the forest here.  The kind of indoor soccer hall that suddenly, magically, appears in a thick, dark, grove of trees.  I’m secretly hoping this hosting team has a fabulous baker mom & Dave brings me home some freshly baked Küchen (cake).  Being lonely also makes me hungry for treats.

Tess is leaving for the afternoon, I can hear her scurrying around in her room, in the bathroom, getting ready.  The outdoor ice rink is open.  It’s not quite freezing, but it’s open and she & her friends can.  Not. Wait.  It helps that I picked up an almost brandnew pair of skates at the Entsorgung Unterlagen the last time I dropped off our garbage. It’s not that they were in the trash, you can’t take things out of the trash, but as I was slowly & carefully reading the signs to find exactly which bin my old fan went into, another lady was slowly & carefully reading too.  She had a pair of skates.  A pair of used-three-times &  her daughter grew skates. In a 36.  Tess’ size.  I looked at her, she looked at me, we both snuck a peek at the garbage inspector, and she gave them to me!  Free! So, so, so happy.  And the garbage inspector looked the other way & only gave a little “Hmmmpf” to show his dissatisfaction at the rules not being followed to the exact letter of the law.

That leaves me home alone with Cole.  Cole who is Dane’s age, 7, in the photo below.  Cole who will be leaving home in less than 2 years.  I used to think those years went so slow and now I’m begging the years to slow down.  Stop.  Just stop going so fast!15NOV14_img

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