So Penny had go to the dentist. The backstory is this. Since day one, she has latched on to my upper lip for sucking.. sort of a surrogate nipple. I found it endearing, intoxicating and sublime. I got to smell her skin and her sweet breath all the more, and to top it off, she was calmed. I found no harm in it. I was mistaken. Due to a cavity in my own mouth, some bacteria from the decay was inoculated into her mouth. Gasp. Nighttime nursing further worsened the decay in her two front teeth. Even though she has been a devoted brusher, the cavity continued to grow. So, they were able to put a floride releasing temporary sealant on her front teeth, after scraping some decay away, to buy us some time until she gets old enough for more invasive treatment. The procedure took maybe ten minutes. I held her on my chest, laying down, watching the chipmunk movie on a flat screen tv on the ceiling. The dentist and assistants were soothing, motherly females. Penny was all about it until everybody's hands started making their way into her little mouth. She screamed the whole time, fighting me to sit up. After it all, she popped up, DRIPPING in sweat (as was I, from holding her still), not a single tear (I assumed she would be covered in them). As several dental gals melted over Penny's vulnerable state, she started to lay on the charm even thicker. She proceeded to answer many of their questions with her typical "Yetch! (yes)", and "Yi-ah-uh!", as they asked if she was ok and if she wanted a toy. She cleaned that toy cabinet out and brought a few tears out of the ladies.
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