
Saturday the kids and I (Jamie had to work--then ended up barfing all day Sunday) went to Ames to see our good friends the Overmans. They had invited us and a couple of other families from Iowa City to come over and see the Christmas production that their church puts on every year. (BTW--FABULOUS!!!)
Lars was tired and decided to fall asleep in my lap during the play. He woke up with 5 minutes left in the program, but was wimpering and saying his tooth hurt. Trying quietly to calm him and get him to stop, it was getting worse so I had to leave the auditorium. By the time the program was over a few minutes later, Lars was beside himself and in such pain that he couldn't stop crying. (He had mentioned to me on Friday that he thought his filling that was in that tooth had fallen out, so I was planning on calling the dentist on Monday.)
Well, as luck would have it, our friend Jacob (aka Dr. Overman) is a dentist and suggested we go to his office so he could take a look at it and make sure there wasn't an abscess. Luckily there wasn't, so he was nice enough to drill out the gunk and refill it with some white stuff. As it was after hours, Jacob had me be his assistant so I got to use the water squirter and the suction tube thingy, and I was pretty proud of my duties. Jacob said I did fine, but my guess is that he won't be offering me a job anytime soon. If the economy gets bad enough however, maybe I could moonlight a few days a month :)