Teeth or Treat

Last week Christian had his first visit to the dentist. I have to admit that I was more nervous about the visit then he was. As a mother, you always hope that you are doing things right. I decided to make the appointment because I started noticing a little black spot on his back molar. Horror set in. I had been meaning to take him since he turned three but because his teeth looked pretty good, I didn't bother.

Christian loved the dentist visit. I had brought him with me to my last dental cleaning so he could meet the dentist and he let him play on the chair by moving him up and down on the chair. He also sent home a picture with him. A few days before the dentist appointment, when I made his appointment, he sent home a brand new Diego tooth brush. He loved it!! He also told me to share with him the picture from the time he had come with me so he could remember the dentist.

The night before his visit, I told him all about the dentist and showed him the picture. I even laid him down with his head in my lap and I acted like I was the dentist cleaning his teeth. With that he was ready to go! He got up the next morning excited to go see the dentist because he knew he was going to get another brand new tooth brush as a prize.

Today, he had his follow up visit to fill the cavity. Daddy went along for this visit. He was a brave boy. He had the numbing gel put on him and then they put a shot in. Daddy said he didn't cry. Afterwards, his lip was so numb that he kept biting his lip. Needless to say, his lip is huge but he still likes the dentist. Makes me think twice about choosing the treat the next time he asks for it.