Today is:

WORLD DOWN'S SYNDROME DAY !

My good friend, Duke, just reminded me !

Sam and his band of Angels deserve their very own day.

Nuff said!

Scott went to Prom !

Yikes...is he THAT old ???

Guess so.

He was so handsome. I didnt put pics of him and his "girl" because her mom may not want her on a public blog .

But, she was adorable. And they were so cute together.

I was beaming with pride for my boy. And cried at every check point!

Today, gotta take the Tux back !

Happy Monday everybody

Teeth-Meet-n-Greet-

Sam hasn't been to the Dentist since he was 2 yrs old.

He's 7 now.

Yuuuuup, you heard right. That's a 5 year "gap" in the teeth care of the little "angel" !

With Sam's hair cutting antics and general day to day "opportunies for growth" (that's code talk for challenges...which is code talk for "all-out" tasmanian defiance), this "Chicken" of a mom has conveniently avoided the .......Dah dah dah.. (sung in descending low bass tones)... dentist !

So, Tuesday after school, I took Sam to just "meet" the Dentist ! You know, give them an opportunity to size each other up.... do a little "posturing" so to speak!

Dr. "Bob", the family Dentist is a REALLY smart guy---

He was "busy", so he sent in his assistant to meet the Sam man.

She was really cute and had some newly sprinkled "pixy dust" on her face that seemed to capture Sam's attention.

He fell for her hook line and stinker! With little effort she got him to open his mouth and just "count" his teeth. Then he even let her brush his teeth!

Yeah, that's right! She brushed his teeth!...with no back up special-ops forces! He even stuck his tongue out and let her brush IT !

At our house, all the planets have to be lined up just right and enough willing rogue vigilantes available to hold him down to try to brush his teeth !

Then Dr. Bob peeked his head around the corner and said, "Hey Mr. Sam"!

Sam coulda cared less, he had a cute girl in his sights !

After an attempt to take a round of x-rays of his little choppers had failed, it was decided to schedule a future "visit" back in the chair to further evaluate with Dr. Bob's VERY good friend... the Anesthesiologist !

Of course my wheels were spinnin !

"Hey, ya think she could get an EKG and blood pressure and pulse oximeter while he's under?" (see post about the cardiologist !)

"and, OH YEAH..... a HAIR CUT !" (see post about hair cuts) ...

"and, OH YEAH....cut his toenails and fingernails, too!" (what the heck, let's get r done!)

Dr. Bob thought a "One-Stop Boutique Dentistry" visit was an acheivable goal.

I said I'd bring the hair clippers and nail clippers and shop-vac to clean it all up afterwards!

Genius plan !

Why havent I scheduled a Dentist visit to get Sam's hair cut YEARS ago !

"NO TALKING IN SPEECH CLASS ! "

Sam brings home a daily account of his "participation levels" in his various subjects at school.

Adjacent to each "activity" on the ledger is a HAPPY face or a FROWNY face...depending on his "participation level" ( aka--mood-o-the-moment).

IF a frowny face is the assigned designator, there is usually written in the margin a description of the "offense".

Most times they are violations such as goofing off, not putting toys away, saying "No" to a teacher.

This time the frowny face was next to his speech therapy class.

"Talking...not having a "quiet mouth" was the offense !

Marky, Scott, and I have been chuckling about it ever since !

OHMYHECK ! Sam was talking in speech class!

The nerve of him !

So here's a cluster of kids that don't "communicate" so well..(according to whomever's standards)...and one of em finally starts chirping, and BAM !... "no Sam, we need a 'quiet mouth' " !

I'll let you guys chuckle about it now :)