Buttercup

All right, so you may have noticed that my blogger name is buttercup. Here is the story...

Story #1: In college, when Paul and I were dating we watched the movie 3 Amigos. In the movie there is a scene where Chevy chase sings the song "my little buttercup" to the pretty Hispanic girl. Anyhow, he started singing it to me to be silly and romantical and the name stuck!

Story #2: Another time we were eating our favorite candy Reese's peanut buttter cups. When someone said we go together like a peanut-- buttercup.

There you have it!

On another note: we had a dentist appointment for Nathan yesterday... he needed his routine cleaning and a tooth pulled. The cleaning was a little difficult (his first with braces on). Then came time to "extract" the tooth. They gave him topical numbing and then a shot (which he screamed--"get away from me"-- to the dentist). After it numbed him, they "extracted" said tooth. Nathan's reply was "already, it didn't even hurt!" he then proceeded on the way home to bite his lip as hard as he could because it was so cool that he couldn't feel a thing....

Fast forward to this morning-- yep, i woke him up and his bottom lip is sticking out at least 2 inches (okay it might be a slight exaggeration). Needless to say we went to the dentist and guess what? Apparently when they numb the lip and then one bites it the bacteria from the tooth gets in there and your immune system fights it off extra hard due to the numbing stuff! So, his lip is "infected" and needs to be on ice, he needs ibuprofen and baby anbesol. (I thought I was done with that stuff) A lesson learned by pulling teeth : )