Wednesday I took the kids to the dentist. I thought Charlotte would play happily in the toy room while I got my teeth cleaned. That was laughably stupid. She screamed and threw fits so I tried to hold her on my lap while I was laid back in the dentist chair getting plaque scraped off my teeth. She threw her toys on the floor, dropped her new toothbrush, and fell into the metal tray that held the computer. Sigh. Isaiah did much better when it was his turn. He let them take X-rays, count his teeth (he has 20!), and even swished with fluoride.