This could be my kid’s bathroom wall. Except we don’t hang our toothbrushes…we put them in cups…no I put them in cups…my kids…leave them wherever…until I yell at them to put them in the cups. You would think with THIS MANY toothbrushes my kids’ dental health would be stellar. Yeah, that’s what you get for thinking. Yes, my kids have multiple toothbrushes, and flossers, and toothpaste flavors and fluoride rinse…and CAVITIES. Yes, we make them brush (and yes, DQ must have brushing supervision because she likes to cheat and not brush.) Now, I know, prenatal health has something to do with tooth health. (And I know we had absolutely no control over that.) At least that’s what the dentist says when he’s trying to make me feel better. DQ’s baby teeth are soft and porous. She has had many cavities. We are almost past the baby teeth stage with her and all her permanent teeth are sealed…now until braces…dentist visits for her are fairly routine. But poor flapjack…he’s firmly in the midst of the dreaded visits to the dentist. So he went today to get his teeth checked…poor, poor, flapjack…bad, bad mom! He has an abscessed tooth! Don’tcha think I should have known that? He never complained and still says it doesn’t hurt. Tomorrow morning he gets to have it pulled. It’s a molar. Don’t think that’s going to be much fun. Is it wrong for me to be happy about getting a day off?