Good Times

I'm going to try to do better at posting more often, but I have this mind block when it comes to putting anything on here. Probably because there doesn't seem to be any rhyme or reason to the layout, and I just don't know what I'm doing. Anyway, there has been a lot going on!! Abe finally has some teeth and they are soooo cute! He's also saying some words and associating them. His first word w/ an association was "clock." We were in a room that had three clocks in it, and he pointed at each one and said, "clock." He also knows animal sounds--monkey is my favorite, the cow is David's favorite. He can recognize all sorts of animals...at least the ones in this one particular book. He also knows the sign for "all done" and "more." He doesn't use them, though, unless he's prompted! So have I bragged enough about him? He loves to tease, hide, and run away so that we'll chase him. He has also learned how to climb on the table! This is especially scary since we have a tile floor. He is a really good boy and we love him!!

So, about David and me. We're not really what you read the blog for, so if you're not interested, this would be the time to quit. David is out of school for the summer and has been working hard at cutting down a few trees. He cut down our overgrown apple tree, one of our apricot trees (we had two, and a little apricot goes a long way), and a non-producing plum tree. Ivan came over and did the cutting that was close to the electric wire as well as helped get the branches/logs loaded into the dumpster. We are so grateful for his help!! I made David promise to wear safety goggles, but I still had images of limbs being severed. It was a blessing that neither David nor Ivan were injured. We're going to be planting some new trees and some grass in the back, so we're pretty excited. I'll post some before and after photos once it's all done.

As for me, I'm a nut case. I guess I feel the need to share as a type of therapy or something?? I will shorten this as much as possible, for it is a very long story. I recently had to change dentists because of some insurance changes, which was so hard because I loved my dentist. He was great. So anyway, I went to this new dentist and when I left there, I had a treatment plan of upwards of $2000. Ya. So one tooth I knew needed a crown, no big surprise there. They also told me I had periodontal disease, and needed some root planing, which is another story entirely. Needless to say, I was pretty upset about it all, and since I catastrophize everything, it was pretty traumatic, mostly for financial reasons, but others also that I won't mention here. So I had the temporary put on, it never stopped hurting. I thought it was infected and could just take some antibiotics and it would take care of it. They took some x-rays, and when the denist told me I had to have a root canal (another $400) I started to cry! Right there in the office! Almost uncontrollably! I was still crying when I made the appointment for it, and the scheduler asked me very professionally if I would like a valium before the procedure. It struck me so funny I had to stop crying and laugh! The reality of how I must appear became crystal clear, and it was a hysterical thought. All is well. My mouth feels great and we're quite a few bucks poorer, but I'm grateful that we had the money to pay for it.