The Dentist

I hate the dentist. It's nothing personal, I just hate going. I have a very sensitive mouth and very much dislike them poking around in there. However I didn't want to let the boys know that for fear that they'd be scared to go, etc. So for their sake when I made their appointments I was really excited for them telling them how awesome and easy it would be. Thankfully for them it was awesome and easy.
They were amazing, I just feel bad I waited so long to take them. Bad mom, I know.

Avery went first, I was worried about him going because he seems to be afraid of a lot and is easily traumatized. So I was extra excited and smiley when I took him. He didn't need it though, he was awesome. They were so impressed with him as a first time patient and made him feel so special, he loved it. We did find out that he had one little cavity (enter horrible feelings of guilt on my part!), but when we went back to have it filled he didn't complain or cry or anything! He opened his little mouth and let them drill away! Why can't he be like that when I ask him to pick up his dirty laundry...?? I'm not even holding a drill!

 

Jack went a couple weeks after Avery and I was worried about him for different reasons. Both my boys have such different personalities so I had to switch my worry to him biting someone or running around the dentist office knocking things over. Thank goodness neither of those things happened. He had a very similar experience to Avery, he was perfect. Following directions, keeping his mouth open, counting his teeth with the dentist, charming the dental assistant. Now if he would stop growling at people...
no cavities for Jack though, yay! 

 

 

They both love their new toothbrushes and the new friends they made at the dentist. Lets hope their experiences are the same in 6 months!