You know what you don’t want to hear two hours before you’re supposed to be at the airport to catch a plane out of America?
“You need a root canal.”
Now I’m half a world away and half-way done getting my first root canal. (I’m not sure if that’s normal, but the dentist here said she’s not done and I need to come back next week. Oh life overseas, you never cease to amaze.)
Luckily, I have these adorable superheroes on my side:
…and if stuff goes sour at the dentist on Friday, I know they’ll be able to bring me around with their super-powered, sticky-handed hugs and super-strength, slobbery kisses.