That's Bella's newest phrase.
Yesterday was quite an emotional ordeal leading up to Bella's dental surgery but it went smoothly and now she has a beautiful smile once again. I'm very glad we decided to go ahead with the procedure, not for cosmetic reasons so much as protecting her gums and health in the long run.
The pediatric surgery staff were wonderful to our little one. They gave her nose drops to make her loopy and relaxed right before taking her to surgery. Bella lay in my lap and it was very obvious when the medication kicked in. She started thumping her finger on my chest and when asked what she was doing, she said she was "taking my temature". CUTE. Then became transfixed with the ties on her pants.
Approximately 45 minutes later, we had her back in our arms. Rather, her daddy did. Wrapped in a heated blanket provided by the nurses, she was slow to wake but never cried. Instead, she got upset because her shoe fell off. It wasn't actually her shoe...it was the blood pressure monitor clipped to her big toe.
The rest of the day was napping and eating as if we'd starved her since birth. I'd never seen a child eat so much! She's wanting to go to school today, so we'll attempt it. She does ask what's on her teeth, so I imagine she misses the jagged fun of what she had before.
And she STILL wants to be Dr. Bella.