Monday, November 24, 2008
The dental gnome
This is another post that must be disguised into obscurity in order to discourage one curious juvenile from further study.
I am a novice Dental Gnome. With approximately 39 loose bicuspids and incisors ahead, I will surely get more practice. However, last night required four separate trips into the chamber of the juvenile. The first one I carefully stepped, tip toe, tip toe, hand ready with coinage all the way to the dental cushion when a little voice said, "Mom, what are you doing?" In quick step I replied, "I'm just checking to see if the TF came yet. Nope, you better go to sleep or she won't come."
After thirty minutes, adventure numero dos began. Tip toe...success. Exit. Parental until number dos returns to inquire about the dollar amount, which was singular. She doth protest and insist on doublage. Trip number three I begin. Tip toe...seven more coins, clink, clank. Exit, success. "Did you remember the tooth?" Dang! Back I go...tip toe, empty entire cushion, retrieve object, replace coins, exit.
I am a novice Dental Gnome. With approximately 39 loose bicuspids and incisors ahead, I will surely get more practice. However, last night required four separate trips into the chamber of the juvenile. The first one I carefully stepped, tip toe, tip toe, hand ready with coinage all the way to the dental cushion when a little voice said, "Mom, what are you doing?" In quick step I replied, "I'm just checking to see if the TF came yet. Nope, you better go to sleep or she won't come."
After thirty minutes, adventure numero dos began. Tip toe...success. Exit. Parental until number dos returns to inquire about the dollar amount, which was singular. She doth protest and insist on doublage. Trip number three I begin. Tip toe...seven more coins, clink, clank. Exit, success. "Did you remember the tooth?" Dang! Back I go...tip toe, empty entire cushion, retrieve object, replace coins, exit.
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