flossing rots

so, bridget is 11 months old today, which is completely insane to me. 11 months seemed like an eternity during those first few weeks of her life - and i sincerely doubted that i would make it. but here i am - one more month until whole milk, the marty the monkey chair and a bike seat!!! woo hoo.

we went to the dentist today and bridget has once again proven to be an excellent judge of character. she sat in her little seat and played in the waiting room, played during the cleaning and played in the hallway during the x-rays. enter dentist. she screamed bloody murder as he bent over - all smiles - to say hello. and she wouldn't stop. what can i say? she was as pissed about the cavities as her mother was. it became a little embarassing - but somehow gratifying.

btw - this is bridget and her dad











and her duck