What's for dinner?

I'm glad McKenna isn't in charge of planning dinner.  If we had it her way, we be eating "homemade deep fried fish stick soup with carrots". 

The future cost of free-right-now

I could go a couple ways with this post...but I'll stick with the one I originally intended.  Anna and McKenna had dental visits today.  (I think I owe Kate Gosselin a thank you for showing our girls that her kids did so well at their televised visit.)  McKenna was a champ.  Anna was, as usual going into something stressful, anxious.  The verdict on Anna is that, even without her molars in, there's not much room in the back of her mouth.  Enter molars.  Enter wisdom teeth.  I'm no dentist, but that sounds like the making for braces or something in the future.  Since neither Chris nor I had braces, I was hoping we could get through without the kids needing them.  Things could change, but it didn't sound good today.  Free (nice insurance!) today never sounded so expensive in the future.  

Note to McKenna.

Do not open until you turn 12.

I was studying last night and you wanted to help me.  We finally decided that the best way for you to help me learn neuro and fluid/electrolyte material was to draw eyes and ears.  That didn't satisfy you for long, but knowing that you couldn't read, and didn't have the knowledge bank to quiz me...you had to be more creative.

Please remember that you said, "Mommy, you don't need to study.  You're already a nurse.  (with emphasis...) AND YOU ALREADY KNOW EVERYTHING!"

Love, Mommy