Operation tooth removal is not really panning out the way I intended.
Mostly due to the total refusal of cooperation in any way, shape or form by the little tooth bearer.
As soon as I get within an arms length of the bugger, he clamps his mouth shut and puts his hands over it as an extra precaution.
I spent the better part of the afternoon/evening subjecting him to reverse psychology though and I’m feeling quite confident this is the way forward.
Ah… the awesome power struggles one can have with a six year old…
Now I’m gonna continue with some research and then crawl into bed…
Mostly due to the total refusal of cooperation in any way, shape or form by the little tooth bearer.
As soon as I get within an arms length of the bugger, he clamps his mouth shut and puts his hands over it as an extra precaution.
I spent the better part of the afternoon/evening subjecting him to reverse psychology though and I’m feeling quite confident this is the way forward.
Ah… the awesome power struggles one can have with a six year old…
Apart from engaging in psychological warfare I mostly just spent my day working away and drinking coffee looking scummy in my PJ pants and Sponge Bob t-shirt.
At one point I did hobble outside (oh yes, hip still screwed) and watched my cousins boy skin his knee.
I told him it would have never happened if he had stayed inside and let me pull his tooth out.
He seemed sceptical…
Oh…
I think I might have overdone the coffee today.
Feeling slightly skittish and a tad bit more neurotic than usual.
Aw well…
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