Sunday, June 22, 2008
The Dentist
At the dentist, duh, duh, duh (think Batman theme) . . . yucky stuff they had to put in my mouth. Whenever I looked at one of the dentists' face, they would smile. My dad's brother is one of the dentists. I lost a lot of teeth. He really is a dentist. But we call him the "Don"tist 'cause he's a Don. I like the dentist now 'cause one of the people, they smile at me. I like her. My cousins were there. Do you want to know what I got for my prize? I got lip gloss! It was awesome! I've never had my own lip gloss before. It's still awesome you know. I got some toothpaste and a toothbrush and some floss. And it's my own. I like the toothpaste.
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Kate,
What a great blog you have going!! I think it would be great fun having an uncle as your "Don"tist. It sounds like he has some great prizes!! Can't wait to see you in your very own lip gloss. Keep brushing and flossing. Soon you will have permanent teeth that will be with you FOREVER!! Love you, Grandma Kristie
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