So today I broke down and bought a Sonicare toothbrush. As you get older you expect certain things: tired bones… crow’s feet… the need for deep wrinkle cream. Never did it occur to me that “dental pockets” and tartar would be on that list. It seems as though since I had Laura, every time I go to the dentist there’s something else. I admit: I’m not the best teeth brusher in the world. I brush at least twice a day, but I’m kind of lazy about it. My hygienist has recommended Sonicare on the last two visits, and it happened to be on sale at Target this week, so now it’s charging. I really hope this makes a difference. I never had dental problems when I was younger. But now that I’m getting old, well… I guess it’s just one more thing that’s falling apart, LOL!