Is boringness even a word? Since my spellchecker just told me I spelled it wrong, I am guessing not. So I had a dentist appointment and got some awesome news **BAER** I have to have a "deep cleaning." Woohoo, can you hear the excitement in my voice? Also, I need a night mouth guard because I am grinding my teeth. Apparently after my last pregnancy, I developed periodontal disease. So it has to either be four 1 hour appointments, or two 2 hour appointments. December will be a busy month.
So here I am, 13 days before my birthday, and dreading every minute of being 33. That sounds so old to me. Thirty-three..33, the big double 3. Sigh. One year closer to my kids being old enough to tell me to take a hike, that they know more than me, and I stop becoming "mommy and mama." Sad. One year less of me having to do everything I can to teach them right from wrong, what is good and what is bad in this world, how to accept people for who they are, and what is on the inside not the outside.
The rest of today is laden with cooking dinner, cleaning up the mess the boys have made only in a day's time, feeding my family, bathing the boys, and going to bed only to do the same thing tomorrow, only tomorrow is the eye doctor instead of the dentist.
I hope everyone has had a blessed day :D
