I took Roman and Julian to the dentist this morning. No cavities! When the dentist said I deserved a gold star, Roman said to me, “Why do you get a gold star? We’re the ones who brushed our teeth when you told us to!” The hygienist said to him with emphasis and a smile, “When she told you to.” Julian asked a lot of questions about all the equipment. “What’s that? What does that thing do?” After watching Roman’s spit go through the tube, he said, “Ew. I don’t want to be a dentist when I grow up.” We laughed and I said, “You don’t have to.” Then we started talking about all the things Julian could be when he grows up. He said, “I want to be God.” Everyone laughed again. “You can’t be God,” I told him. “That’s the one thing you can’t be.” Both boys were talkative and funny at the dentist, like they are at home. I’ve always depended on their shyness to help them behave in public. Now that that shyness is fading, I realize I never really had to teach them how to behave in public. I’m pretty sure wrestling at the dentist’s office is inappropriate.
In the afternoon we went to White Water. We had only ridden one ride twice when they closed down because they saw lightning. It was closed for about two hours. During that time we ate ice cream cones, played around, relaxed, I read a very good book, we looked around in the store, took some pictures, then I gave the boys my iPod and they played Angry Birds. When they finally opened the rides again, we rode for a long time. The boys were braver than they’d ever been, saying everything was “Awesome.” When we couldn’t stand our hunger and thirst any longer, we had corn dogs and junk like that for dinner. We finished off the day in the Lazy River. We’ve never been to Night Water until today. We had a great day together and they went right to bed, beat. Well, Roman went right to bed. Julian fell asleep kneeling on the floor with his head on the couch first.