There's nothing quite so horrifying as a two year old asking you, "want some poo?" Then nothing quite so relieving when she hands you a stuffed yellow bear.

Kids hit the dentist on Monday. There was a lot of "oh yeah, we'll see about this two year old" from the dentists, but they sorely underestimate the power of the older sibling. Serena hopped right up there and opened her mouth huge and thought the dentist was the best thing ever. Bri has a spot on one of her molars that is like a pre-cavity, so they are going to scrape it and put a sealer on it the end of December.