Friday, February 27, 2004
In an hour or so, Ricky will be under anesthesia having his wisdom teeth pulled, or rather cut out. They haven't emerged yet, but are ready to burst through and wreck havoc with his orthodontia. I'm waiting to wake him since he can't eat or drink, and the longer he is up, the louder the cereal box will call to him. He lost TV and computer priveleges because of the homework situation (see below), but I took him to Hollywood Video last night to rent several DVDs for his recuperation. He must have selected 957 different movies until, finally, I grabbed three and walked to the register. He's in media heaven.