when my kids were small i didn't have to chase them around to floss their teeth or take tylenol. my kids were weird like that. they loved to wear bandaids too. but then i saved all their bandaids for the baby book. i had to because the bandaids had their blood on them. duh. if my kids had ever been kidnapped- i could have provided blood samples, hair samples, teeth, skin, toenails, their belly buttons from birth, and prolly all sorts of other DNA samples i am unaware of. they both had photo ID cards taken before kindergarten and william got his first state photo issued ID card when he was eight and we just found it the other day. he certainly was a young studly looking thing on his mock drivers license. this baby gettin ready to come into our lives better not be afraid of flossing either- especially now that technology has made it to the dental floss. little william better let me floss them pearly pearls and get the chicken chunks out like his daddy did so he can grow up and have perfect teeth too. i know i at least done one thing right with them two boys- their teeth. every time we visit the dentist- i get a fucking sticker in my mommy book. hey wait. do i still get to take MY william to the dentist anymore? oh fuck. who will do that now? what about his teeth?
