I think that the "killer" phase is over. At least, I haven't heard any more about it since a couple weeks ago, when he made the decision that he would like to be a "killer" and kill bad guys (and sometimes Ben) when he grows up.
My little dentist is back. He no longer just works on teeth and the mouth in general though. This is a special dentist who can do...well, just about anything really. It depends on what kind of tool he has recently discovered. Sometimes, he is sawing off my legs and re-attaching them with water from his water bottle. Sometimes he needs to draw on my belly to show where he is going to cut me open and fix my stomach. Sometimes the tools get a bit creative: a few days ago, he made me lay still while he put puzzle pieces down the back of my shirt. I forget exactly how that was fixing me...
He finds tools for his "dentistry" everywhere he goes, but just yesterday, he finally discovered my drawer in the bathroom full of odd hair styling equipment. When he found these tools, his eyes got wide and he said, "I didn't know you had dentist tools in here! I need these!" He ran to get his goggles (they are one of his constant tools when he's working) and got to work with his new equipment! What a discovery this was! To be honest, I rarely use this stuff anyways, so I am glad someone is getting some use out of it!
The next day, he returned to his treasure drawer, digging deaper to find a small bag of nail polish. Oh man, what can we use these for? In the end, he ended up setting them all up in a neat little row, got a cup out of the bathtub, and proceeded to make mixed drinks with them (not opening them, of course, just pretending.) He'd shake one in the cup, then another, stir it up, and name it something gruesome like "bloody goo" and "sticky tub water." I had to pretend to drink them, but I didn't pretend to like it! One of the grossest mini-bar selections I've ever seen!
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