Wednesday, October 26, 2011

The Dentist

Today was Gavin's first visit to the dentist. When I asked my dentist when I should start bring the kinds for cleaning, she asked, "How are they at getting their hair cut?" At the time, they screamed bloody murder. Her advice—wait. Wait until they are no longer screaming at the barber, then bring them here. Well, the last several haircut have gone great so I decided it was time to go.

He came with me last week to watch me get my teeth cleaned, took a ride in the chair, got a balloon and a prize for behaving so well. And today, he did GREAT! No tears, hopped right up into the chair, opened his mouth when told too, and was had fun learning about all the tools the dentist uses to clean his teeth. His teeth looked good, plenty of space between them for his adult teeth to come in. She also mentioned that he might lose his teeth a little earlier than most because of all the space, they aren't wedged together and may loosen more easily. He was excited to get a new toothbrush, a green balloon and a purple squirt gun from the treasure chest.

Next up—Luke. His appointment is in two weeks. Never a dull moment.

1 comment:

Heather said...

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