Go with the Flo!

I just finished the routine of getting Mom into bed, so that I can try to fall asleep. I have a toothache that has certainly gotten my attention for the weekend's couple of days. The Tylenol bottle has not gotten far from my sight! I've already left a message on the dentist's answering machine about my throbbing tooth to welcome them into the new year, and hopefully be first in line for HELP!

Mom is concerned about my toothache, and after asking a bunch of questions about how the problem can be resolved, says: "Here's the joke of the day. If you need me in the middle of the night, don't be afraid to call out. I'm right here! Haha.

[That's what I say to her every night.]

I guess that does show that she hears what I'm saying!! 'Cause she said it right back to me!