for halloween I want to be....

So, we're already talking about Halloween around here. For the longest time, Miss C wanted to be Princess Leia and Little J wanted to be either Luke Skywalker or Darth Vader. Then a couple of weeks ago, Miss C decided she wanted to be Super Why. It's a new show (well, new to us) that we've been watching on PBS. Good old public television. It came highly recommended from some friends, and now they are addicted. I've noticed that they are already repeating episodes, and we've only been watching for about 2 weeks or so. I guess that's public television for you. They kids don't seem to mind and beg for it daily.

They are so addicted that Miss C now wants to be called "Wyatt". I'm not sure how that relates to Super Why, but in her mind the two are connected. I think she thinks it's his last name or something like that. Kind of funny. Better than "Pam" (sorry for any Pam's out there) which was the name of choice about a month ago.

Anyway, back to halloween. So we had our semi-annual dentist visit this morning. We've been prepped Miss C like crazy since the last two visits have been disasters. This is our third dentist and I was pretty hopeful. She seem really excited to go and did great while she was there. She even let them take x-rays.

Huge for us. Usually we get to the point where they lean the chair back to start and she melts down. Not this time. I'm so proud. While Little J was in the chair for his turn, they gave Miss C "dentist gear" and let her "help". When we were all finished and leaving in the car, I turn around and see this (they let her take the gear home and she had put it back on by herself)

She then told me she wanted to be a dentist for halloween. You would never have thought this was the same kid that practically hyperventilated at the dentist 6 months ago.

Now back to Little J's experience. While we were waiting for Miss C to finish up, Little J kept asking when it was going to be his turn. He seemed totally into it and even was "brushing" his teeth while waiting

Now, that's the last picture I got. When it was finally his turn, it did not go so well. Imagine me practically sitting on top of him holding his arms and legs down while he flailed about in a screaming protest. Niiiiiiiice. I thought it was going to go better than that since Miss C did so well. Nope. But they explained that is how most first timers act. So, I guess it was to be expected. I will admit that he did do better than Miss C did during her first time. So maybe next time will be better.

When we left and got home, he talked about it like it was a totally different experience. In fact, they were back to role playing dentist like it was no big deal. I guess he wasn't too scarred and they both have been carrying around the goody bag all afternoon. His favorite thing? The dentist floss

He says it tastes spicy. I don't think he's used it properly yet. He just opens the case and likes to lick it. Funny guy.