Okay between Keith, Tanshyle, and I we are ready to blog again. Believe it or not Holynd loves mop bucket rides. She screams when Uncle McCoy and Uncle Isaac stop. She also pukes, but thinks the ride is worth it.
Our Easter kind of sucked. Both Isaac and I had toothaches that weekend. A year and a half ago, right before Tanshyle got married, all of us went to the dentist. Between the kids and myself we ended up with a huge dentist bill. Keith made the mistake of complaining about it and I made the mistake of thinking I will show him we just won't go to the dentist anymore. So back to Easter weekend, Isaac is crying with a toothache and I wanted someone to shoot me. The whole side of my head hurt. All day long I kept thinking this day is going down in our family history as the worst holiday EVER! But that night we heard a knock on our door and there were two Easter baskets. One for McCoy and one for Isaac. They were convinced that the Easter Bunny had not forgotten them but was just a little late with his deliveries. (Thank you Greg and Tierra). The boys got clothes and flip flops. Tierra and Tevyn got skin cancer (tanning passes), clothes, and jewelry. Our beautiful little Holynd got a sun suit sort of thing with a matching satellite dish (headband with large flower). Easter saved!
Monday found Isaac and me at the dentist. I had a root canal. Isaac had a tooth pulled. I am a true believer in six month check-ups again. Keith will get over the bill eventually, right?
What's funny is that I went to the dentist at the same time... and I have never had a problem! Maybe you guys need to reconsider your brand of toothpaste.
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