Wednesday, March 22, 2006

Public Service Announcement

Hello there, friends. After another new experience yesterday, I feel it is my civic duty to inform you about a particular breed of scam artist out there, inconspicuously called "the dentist." I haven't quite figured out what the scam is, exactly, but take it from me, these guys are smooth operators.

The first thing to remember is not to be fooled by the pleasant nature of the dentist's office. Mom, Dad and I went to one yesterday that was painted in fun pastel colors. It had toys on tables that were just my size and a train suspended from the ceiling that went around the whole place. There was even a little-guy sized door between the waiting area and the next room. And everyone there was so smiley and sunshine-happy. I believe this is how they lure unsuspecting kids to their establishment. But don't fall for it, it's all trickery. Smoke and mirrors.

I fell right into the trap and got more excited when they called my name and I went into the next room. This place was even better than the waiting area 'cuz it had two of my favorite things - cartoon animals painted on the walls and lots of machines and equipment. I couldn't wait to get my hands on some of that stuff, but the farthest I got was a big funny looking chair. That's when things started to take a turn. Dr. Hamilton (he called himself "doctor" not realizing that I had already heard he was a "dentist"...sounded shady right from the start) talked with Mom and asked if I had any health problems or stuff like that. He even mentioned that preemies sometimes have more problems with their teeth than other kids. This guy obviously hadn't done his homework on me.

So one minute I'm sitting comfortably while the big folks are chatting, and the next thing I know, I'm being held down against my will while the "doctor" pokes around in my mouth with some crazy mirror on a stick! I know, scary, right? And all I can think is, "Hey, Mom's a smart gal, she'll catch on," but she cooperated with the whole thing. In fact, I discovered later that this whole deal was pre-planned and Mom scheduled for them to do this to me AGAIN in six more months! Aren't there laws against this type of thing? Sheesh.

After Dr. Hamilton brushed my teeth a little (his toothbrush wasn't nearly as cute as my own at home), I was thankful to be done with that place. He did say that everything looked great and I did a good job (naturally). And he said I should keep brushing my teeth twice a day and then he gave me a new toothbrush to take home. That part wasn't so bad. I mean who doesn't like a free gift now and then?

But seriously, I'm convinced this dentist place is just a new way for the parents to attempt some control. And they took me off guard for this first trip, but boy will I be ready next time. Yesiree, you can't get one past...(yawn)...Isaiah....I will be alert.....zzzz.......and prepared.........Dr. H is no...match for ...zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.......

Wednesday, March 08, 2006

360 days later

Here I thought that all the time Dad spends on the computer, he was working. Apparently he's really just fooling around, and the results look a little something like this.

Believe it or not, the Zaya on the right was taken March 13th, 2005 and the Zaya on the left was taken today, March 8th, 2006. Yes folks, that is the exact same shirt. As you can imagine I'm pretty proud of my slim and trim physique. Mom says we'll hang onto this shirt to see if I can still fit into it next March.

All I have to say is, thank goodness my hands are free from those awful mittens. Definitely a fashion no-no.