Swagger Wagon

Okay, I thought this was pretty funny!

Swagger Wagon Rap

Thanks Carolyn

John Peterson, DDS

Things are really starting to move with John's practice right now, it is crazy!  We went and visited his building the other day and they had dry wall up and it really started to sink in that this is really happening.  We are both getting really excited to start this new phase of our life.  Timing is definitely not perfect. Ya, both "babies" are due the middle of July.  So we will need lots of prayers, mainly so my children survive : ).  Anyway, if you are interested in checking it out, John has finished his website and you're welcome to check it out here.  He has a "blog" section that shows a few pictures, but  here are a few more updated pictures of the building.

This is the waiting room and the little childrens nook.  Notice the ceiling.  Can't wait to see what it looks like when it is all done.

This is where the reception desk will go.

And this is the opporatories.  Again, I think the ceiling will look really neat.  John will have space for 5 opps eventually, but for now he will only have 2 until he gets busier.  

Victory! the second time around

Since Connor was showing no interest in getting rid of his pull-ups, even after I told him he couldn't go to swimming lessons or preschool until he did, I had to make a little bargain.  Every time he went potty, he would get a bead to put in a jar and when the jar was full, we could go to the Dinosaur Museum.  Well, after a long struggle, we finally made it to the museum.

Congrats on being a big boy buddy!

(Hope it lasts this time around)

Couldn't resist a picture of Marshall, my nephew.

Best part about the trip:  I got a flat tire.  You may think, no problem.  Minor inconvenience.  Just change it and be on you way to your doctor appointment.  Well, I didn't exactly know how to get to our spare tire, all I knew was that it came down between the driver and passenger seats, under the car.  I can't even reach my toes to tie my shoes let a lone crawl under the van to get the tire.  So, we have a service through our insurance so I called them.  "Ya, he will be there in 45 minutes."  Ha.  Try 2 1/2 hours!  If I would have known he was going to be that late, I would have let the two nice gentle man who stopped to help, actually help me, but no.  I thought the guys would be there soon, so I sent them on their way.  If I would have known, I would have let the kids go back into the museum, but no.  I thought he would be here "any minute."  Luckily the kids were very good waiting.  And luckily, we were able to fix our tire for cheap.