The short and sweet post . . .

Today I took my son to the dentist to get a cavity filled.

And then I took him to JCW's to get an Oreo shake.

And then his new filling fell out while he was eating his Oreo shake.

And then I marched him back into the dentist and I said, "HELLO! Remember me?"

And then I pointed to my son and said, "And remember HIM?"

And then I held up the filling and said, "WHY DID THIS FALL OUT ALREADY! Huh? Huh? Huh?"

The dentist look puzzled and perplexed. 

"Can I see it?" he said. So I handed it over with a hmph!

"It does look like a filling," he said.

DUH! I thought.

And then his eyes narrowed and he brought the filling to his nose.  

And then, as Gad as my witness, my silly goose dentist put that filling in his mouth.  

And chewed it.  

He ate my son's filling!!  

And then he had the nerve to tell me that it tasted like an Oreo cookie!  

hmmph!

Okay, you caught me. I'm the one who ate the filling.  But my son asked me to blog about this, so this is my story.  And I'm sticking to it.