I don't know who's great idea it was for me to take all 4 young children to the dentist by myself..... oh yeah... it was my great idea.
So I pick up Addisyn from school early and she is hungry so I give her a chocolate cookie in the car.... yes on the way to the dentist!
We walk in and the entire waiting room is full.... not one seat is open.
Since it was our 1st time at this dentist I have to fill out the forms.... so there I am trying to balance the forms in one hand while pulling Ainsley away from the brochures that she is throwing all over the ground and telling the boys to stop tackling each other. All of a sudden I hear someone yell, "Sandy" I look over and it is one of my mom's employees from work, Lisa. We walk over there and she makes her 2 kids get up so we can sit down.... well, after Ainsley dumps out my purse for the 3rd time and the boys are pretending to be dogs and lifting their legs and peeing on each other. Yes... they are lifting their legs and pretending to pee on each other. So there I'm trying to fill out the paperwork and keep the kids from peeing on each other and I look over and Ainsley is standing on a chair trying to pull a HUGE picture off the wall. I get her down and continue to fill out the papers and she starts this screaming thing. She is running through the waiting room screaming in joy. I keep saying shhhhh and she continues... she looks at the boys and they laugh so of course she gets louder, at that point I lost it! I made them all go into the bathroom and what happens in the bathroom stays in the bathroom. Let's just say we left the bathrooms and they were "new" children, actually they acted like soldiers from that point on.
They did great during their appointments, other than a few tears from Addisyn. They were super excited that they got new toothbrushes, toothpaste, and floss. (Side note- the floss somehow ended up in my dryer tonight tying 3 pieces of clothes together). I am so pleased to announce they are all CAVITY FREE!!!!
So next time I forget how bad it really was please remind me to find a babysitter for at least the screaming, redecorating, purse spilling baby.