Friday, May 21, 2010
On Lederhosen and Orhodontist Phobias
We had a traumatic visit to the orthodontist yesterday, though the good dr. and his staff of lady bugs were as solicitous as usual. There were a few fun moments in the waiting room when I took Jeffrey through a relaxation exercise in which he rested soft on a cloud. But I have strange parenting techniques and as Jeffrey reclined in that stiff waiting-room chair, eyes closed, almost relaxed...I could not resist making my visualized Jeffrey taste the cloud, and when he found it tasted of vanilla he ate the whole thing out from under himself. Following which he began to free-fall through the sky…until he discovered he had feathered wings, after which he soared, viewing the earth below and the orthodontist’s fell waiting area as so small a speck…
Needless to say, this adventure did not yield the desired effect. Jeffrey’s phobia of the orthodontist continues.
So we wrote a poem.
Lederhosen and Chest Pains
Lederhosen makes you
look like a
walking sock.
Even if you are
very hungry you
should never eat
chalk.
the mailman's breath
smells like stinky
cheese.
you should never
ever ever eat
properly seasoned
peas.
with salt.
Dragons are
big and
very mean.
Some people think
that a chair
is a bean.
Even if you like
to dance...
Don't install a
printer inside
your pants.
peace.
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photo by onecrazyweasel, flickr creative commons
Labels:
orthodontist,
phobias,
Poetry,
poetry as therapy
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16 comments:
I think I've eaten the cloud from under myself on more than one occassion!
I love this.. what joy there is in your playfullness.
Absolutely LOVE this! Especially since I suffered much orthodontic trauma and now am inflicting the same on both my kids.
What fun!
I keep finding more and more oddities, err, things, that we have in common. I used to use similar relaxation techniques on my 7th grade health class. I remember the fear I accidentally created when I had them all laying flat on the floor, lights out, and me standing at the back of the room talking in hushed tones!
Since I was only a lowly student-teacher at the time and nobody could understand the deafeningly quiet coming from the usually noisy room, teachers were gathered about the door pushing to peak into the window. They originally thought the class had put me into the closet and then fled the scene. HA!
Loved your mingled words...printers in the pants might make ya hoola dance.
Blessings.
Tell Jeffrey, I feel his pain. I am getting a crown this month. I have the temporary and I am waiting on the real deal. My dentist is a friend and he has never hurt me, but I still don't like to go.
Great poem!!
I would love to win this book.
Blessings, hugs, and prayers,
andrea
PS: Thank you for all your sweet comments on arise 2 write.
I believe you are not just a wise and loving mom, Laura, but a fun one as well.
"don't install a printer inside your pants"
that is seriously funny.
That was awesome! I completely understand his phobia. I hate the dentist too!!! :)
you are a very good mom. this is too cool
I never went to an orthodontist, but I still hate my trips to the dentist. I'm with Jeffrey -- a phobia about someone poking around in your mouth and occasionally inflicting pain is normal.
I may take you along the next time I have to go for my annual checkup Laura! We could write a great poem - almost as clever as Jeffrey's :-)
Lauging out loud! You and your boys have too much fun at the most mundane events!
I realize I'm much older than your son, but as I lost both front teeth in a car accident in high school (on my only and last double date), I've had my share of phobias when it comes to dental work! There's actually a silver lining to that accident, which I'll have to address at another time. "For all things work together for good to those who love the Lord........."
eating the clouds out from under ourselves ... great imagery
Awesome! There is nothing quite like the imagination of a little boy! LOVED the poem!
I love this & definitely feel Jeffrey's pain.
I'm not real fond of the dentist office or the orthodontic office either. I got braces when I was an adult. The patient's chairs were in a large room that faced a wall of picture windows. I remember very vividly one of my appointments when it was raining and thundering and there was a lot of lightning and I sat there with all those wires sticking out of my mouth. All I could think of was electrocution.
Seriously, it was a little scary. : /
I'd love a chance at winning Elaine's book. Please put my name in the hat. :)
You are an AWESOME, creative, loving mom. You inspire me!
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