Go Tigers! And, don't forget to floss!

We started out a busy 4th weekend with a trip downtown Detroit to watch the Tigers play. This followed Nate's HORRENDOUS check up at the dentist. I first felt like a horrible mother when I called to say that he'd chipped his fake front tooth for the gazillionth time. We went to have it checked out because Nate had said it was hurting him when he ate. I was thinking we'd get an appointment the next week after the 4th weekend but the receptionist apparently sensed it was some sort of emergency and we got an emergency add-on spot on Friday afternoon. The chip ended up being fine and we've had the tooth fixed so many times that the dentist now does it for free. Well, we should be getting something free because the dentist kindly went ahead and did Nate's check up while he had him in lock down in his chair. 8 cavities. Yes, EIGHT. That's nearly all of his teeth. You'd think we let this kid sleep with fruit snacks or sour patch kids marinating his teeth. The dentist reassured me that his brushing is good because none of them are located in the pits of the teeth. He asked me if he flosses and after the dentist saying Nate had eight cavities I knew I couldn't really get away with answering yes. So I honestly replied with the truth, "never." These cavities are all located between his teeth and because all of his not-so-pearly-whites are tightly-packed in his mouth and touching each other and those crevices have never been flossed, well there we have rotten decay! This, my friends, comes from his father whose teeth are also rotting out of his head! So, we now have a treatment plan and have invested in those crazy floss gadgets for kids. Let's keep our fingers crossed for Tessa's check up next week.

As for the Tigers game, this was the first time we introduced the kids to the merry-go-round and boy did they enjoy it. The good news is that you don't have to break up any arguments about which animal they each want to sit on as this merry-go-round is fittingly full of tigers only! The bad news is that the parents aren't allowed to ride with adult beverages so Troy and I had to take turns each riding with a kid while the other guzzled beer. After about 97 hot dogs, cotton candy (not so great of a choice after the dentist today, huh?), flagging down Paws, and a bunch of waters 'cause it was a cooker, we managed to make it through the entire game and enjoy the fireworks display.