Where the sidewalk ends

Sam,
On the way to school today, you spotted this and said: "Mom, there IS a place where the sidewalk really ends."  The Shel Silverstein poems are sinking in.

Dentist drama

After many dramatic, traumatic dentist appointments, Sam, you've FINALLY decided the dentist is OK.  This time, Nick went with you and he went first. 

Nick, you did a great job on your very FIRST trip to the dentist.  You sat on my lap, let the tech clean your teeth, and even got the flouride!!

Sam, after you watched Nick, it was smooth sailing from there.  Thank goodness... dentist appointments were becoming quite anxiety provoking for me!

How do I...

Sam,
Yesterday you asked me:  "Mom, how do you make friends?"
You were completely serious and matter of fact.  At first I thought you were joking, but you really wanted to know "how" you make friends, as if there were a recipe.  We discussed how kids talk and play together, and if they are interested in similar things and like being together, they become friends.  Sometimes your parents are friends, sometimes you meet in school, sometimes you meet doing activities.  "Humf... I have friends" you responded.  And that was it.  Now you have the recipe.

Turtles don't have teeth

Sam: "the people who made the Nemo movie didn't draw him right... Turtles don't have teeth".

An astute observation, my little Sam. You are so bright!!!