federalists and dentists.

raise your hand if you thought i'd been gone from the blog for so long because i was pregnant. well, you folks with your hands raised are right...not about that, but certainly about something in life. 

not pregnant. seriously. not. 

i've been gone mostly because jesse and i revamped our family excel budget after 9 years (7 joint) of doing it the same way. this switch-over has eaten up most of my computer time (after the requisite 13 day dukes family shutdown as we tried to agree on a new system...TOPICAL ZING!) as i adjust to my new spreadsheet glory. this is not a complaint. i love excel and i love budgeting and it temporarily became more gratifying than blogging.

 i'm actually reading an awesome alexander hamilton biography right now, and so all thing fiduciary are at the forefront of my brain as i try to be as awesome as him (i wonder if aaron burr ever called him a fiduciary-bag? because thats a solid burn to drop on an economist).

moving right along in utterly unrelated fashion...

the kids are going for their first ever dentist appointments today. for some reason i thought you could wait until they were way older, like school age, but then i started hearing friends saying they took their 1 or 2 years olds and i was all, "AHHHH DECAY!! I"M ALREADY TOO LATE" an immediately felt like a horrible parent.

nevertheless, that was like 6 months ago and i just finally did something about it today. if only action and overreaction came from the same parts of one's brain...i'd be invincible. i think the remembering of, "oh well, this is basically just their practice set of teeth...i'll be better about the permanent ones" was mostly to blame for putting their cleanings off so long. 

so they are going to one of those kiddie dentistry places that is pretty much 6 flags but with smaller water guns. this is super comforting to me as a parent knowing that it will entertain and make my kids feel at ease. however, it is upsetting to me as a grown up who had to deal with and overcome the sterile terror that was visiting a normal dentist when i was a kid. i already feel like our generation of kids is WAY too coddled about pretty much everything, so this tickles that same sensor a bit.

oh, but you better believe i still asked on the phone when i made my appointment, "now, yall have video games and friendly mascot-type murals, right?"

my middle name is integrity. 

how old were yours kids at their first dental visit? yay or nay on the cutesy little kiddie dental offices? am i ruining their moral fibers while strengthening their gums?!?!