Back in the Saddle Again

Her six months were up and it was back to the dentist for Caralie. She was nervous again and I reminded her of how great it was last time: she got all kinds of goodies. Her response?

"But you only get those things if you're good."

Uh.

"Are you planning on not being good?" I asked her.

"I don't know yet."

Great.

But, of course, she was just fine and even got to wear some Risky Business Ray Bans while she had her work done:



It was all good: