May 14, 2012
The kids had dentist appointments today. And while Pearl seems to do just fine now, I still have a slight fear that previous visits will repeat. The first two years of trying to take her to the dentist wasn't fun to say the least. Let's just say there was a lot of screaming (by all parties involved) and a few fingers narrowly missed being bitten off by a thrashing, inconsolable child.
But things have improved... greatly.
So of course, with all going well in the dental department for Pearl, it had to be Cole's turn. I was expecting the visit to go nowhere but downhill and fast with all his whining and clinging to my legs when we got to the office. Boy was I surprised though! Instead of screaming because he didn't want anyone near his teeth, he screamed because he didn't get to go first. And he was less than pleased that he didn't get to have x-rays done. I was honestly in shock at how excited he thought the whole experience was. When it was finally his turn (you'd have thought five minutes of waiting was five hours with his impatience), he climbed right up onto the chair, leaned back, opened his mouth, and said, "teefh" with a big grin. I seriously drug him out of the office kicking and screaming because he didn't want to leave! It was the funniest thing, especially after our experience with Pearl the first time. Both kids are in the "cavity-free club" and got brand-spankin' new toothbrushes and stickers to take home.
Let's hope he never has to see me go to the dentist... that might change his attitude about things real quick.
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