In honor of yesterday’s semi-annual family trip to the dentist, my painting for the day comes from Caravaggio. I have re-named it “Why someone really should have come up with Nitrous Oxide in the 16th century.”
Here’s the statistical report on our own – much less painful – dental visit.
Total number of teeth cleaned: 124
Number of cavities: 0 (wahoo!)
Number of children who will require extensive orthodontic work in the near future: 2
Anticipated expense of said orthodontic work: G.N.P. of small Central American country
Number of letters in each of the many words I wanted to utter upon hearing this news: 4
Number of different items in the dentist’s giant Box o’ Prizes from which my children all chose extremely noisy whistles: lots
Number of whistles not confiscated by Mom before the night was over: zero
Number of new Sponge Bob Square-Pants toothbrushes allowed to infiltrate our home: 1 (one too many)
Length of time we all enjoyed perfectly clean teeth before defiling them with pizza and rootbeer: 25 minutes.
Tags: dentist, art, Caravaggio, parenting