sunnudagur, febrúar 11, 2007

Pulling Teeth

I hit the snooze on the alarm a couple of times this morning, because I was so tired. After I managed to open my eyes and look at the time I started to stress. I was supposed to have Gipsy at the dentist in 20 minutes. We rushed out the door and just before we got the the dental office I realized that her appointment was actually not for another hour. So we went and had breakfast at McDonald's.

Poor Gipsy had to have a tooth pulled since it was blocking one of her grown-up teeth from coming up. And I tell you that little girl was not happy about that at all. But she did pretty good, even with having to be numbed, and she did not even get that gas thing on her nose like she would get at the other dentist.

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