Payton spent this weekend sooo sick. He spent all day Saturday "choking up" (as we call it in our family -- I think Conner coined the phrase). And Sunday he was just really tired and layed around the house watching movies. But this morning he woke up happy and cheery -- we can safely assume that he is back to 100%.
I went to the dentist this morning for a cleaning & x-rays. My first visit back since having Anna -- I suspected there would be trouble. I can usually count on dental work needing to be done after I have a baby. So I'm scheduled to come back in 2 weeks for 3 fillings that are turning to mush and need replacing. It's a recurring joke (I guess you might call it that) in our family that I am the sole reason we have dental insurance. Scott goes for his cleanings every 6 months and to this day, in all of his 29 years, he has yet to have a cavity or anything close to it. Hopefully our kids inherit his good teeth. But I do have to say that I'm pretty proud that I went the entire year of 2005 without any dental work done. Thank you very much.
