Yes, my mug is a giraffe

I have so much housework to do today. So, naturally I'm watching Simpson's, drinking coffee and blogging. 

To be fair though, I did make some appointments that I have been meaning to make for months. Kalyn has like four specialists we need to see before we move. (Thank goodness that there were cancellations otherwise we wouldn't be moving until April....)

It took AN HOUR to make all these calls. Why? Because apparently my daughter does not want to see the doctors. She would not leave me alone...and the screaming!! (she is still screaming)

It's days like today that I think about how I can extract her teeth from her gums for her. Maybe there is a 'Dr.Nick' of dentistry here in Victoria that will help bring her teeth out with pliers...or something. 

The poor kid though. She is basically a part of the dental version of Hiroshima. Four molars and her lower canines... 

I feel worse for myself though. Much, much worse. 

(she is still screaming)

(is there any baileys in the fridge for my coffee?)

(no there is not)

Now I have the big question. 

What is a reasonable amount to pay for someone to take my baby until her teeth come in?