Tuesday, March 3, 2015


There's something about going somewhere where you know people and children decide to act the fool because they recognize the Aunty from next door. Hubba had a dental appointment this morning and we got Aunty Jamiee as the dental therapist. The child refused to get in the chair, tried to lay flat on the ground like a complete imbecile and even pulled out the tears as she clawed her way up my legs.

Unfortunate for her, Aunty Jamiee knows all about parental death threats, being from the same family and all, and that's where things took a turn for the better. I didn't feel so bad about whispering how I might murder her if she didn't get in the chair and open her Mi Goreng noodle shoot.

One little filling later and all was done.
Ten minutes to coax her into the chair, five minutes to get the dental work done.
20 teeth. Normal.

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