A Gap for my Girl

 

The spacer in Emma's mouth, or modern day torture treatment?

 

Day 1 of this torture treatment. 





31 times we have had to "crank" her mouth.  In the middle of her spacer there is a little tiny hole.  In that we have to insert a key.  Which in reality is a piece of wire that fits nice and snug, we then use that wire to rotate the hole backwards and another hole appears so we can repeat this process.  We have had to do it in the morning and at night.  What are we doing?  Well we are breaking the bone in the roof of her mouth, so that her jaw will be bigger so her teeth will have room to fit.  In a few weeks she will get braces, the spacer will stay in and act as a cast so that the bone can continue to grow and strengthen.  Why? well she was in danger of loosing her permanent teeth as 3 of her molars are growing in sideways and would start to absorb the roots of her other teeth.  She also has teeth coming in in all sorts of different directions.   Basically her mouth is just to small for her teeth.  She has a couple of baby teeth he wants her to get rid of otherwise I think next time we go in he might have to pull them since she just is really out of room.  She has a bit of a mess in there and in about 3 1/2 years she should end up with a beautiful straight row of teeth to compliment her already beautiful smile!



Brennons Birthday

 We had a second child and we named him Brennon.  This is him and his 8th Birthday.  We had a simple day, one friend, a nice lunch at the Texas Roadhouse then home for some cake and ice cream and presents.  Of course at the Texas Roadhouse we did a Texas yeehaw for the birthday boy which this photo does not show just how red his face did get!  This boy of mine is 8 years old.   8 years old.  One more time because it hasn't sunken in yet.  8 years old.  I love him, I love the way his brain works.  I love finding the strange quirky things he does.  Like light bulbs and wire in my freezer!?  Well, that's my boy.  My 8 year old boy!

To calm those fears

Dylan had an eye appointment.  Well technically him and Emma both at the same time, which turned into a 3 hour appointment.  Yeah.  Anyway, were getting ready in the morning to go.  I explain where we are going.  The conversation went something like this:

Me:  "Dylan it's an eye appointment, the Dr. just wants to look at your eyes and see how they are doing"
Dylan:  " Is he going to take my eyeball out?"
Me:  "No"
Dylan:  "But what if we get there and he wants to take my eyeball out?"
Me:  "Well, I will tell him NO! then I would take you away so he couldn't get it"
Dylan:  "But what if he has bad guy guards at the door to try and stop you?"
Me:  "Good thing you have a strong mom, I would fight the bad guy guards, knock them to the ground and     we would escape"
Dylan:  "okay, we can go then"