Made a trip to the dentist this morning. The last time I went was when I was pregnant with Ethan. He’ll be 4 next week, so… it’s been a while.

I had a faint pain in one of my molars and had a sneaking suspicion I had a cavity. I’ve never had a cavity before, and I was kind of sad that I would lose my streak.

So. I went.

I was told, “Sure enough, you have teeth!”

Teeth were x-rayed.

Teeth were scraped.

Teeth were cleaned.

With my tongue, I can now feel the definition between each of my bottom teeth, rather than just one smooth surface. (*cough* ok, i need to floss more)

Then, I left.

The streak continues! Wahoo!