The Dentist

I have been putting off Clair going to the Dentist way way way too long!!!  And now I know why.  We have been playing dentist and talking about the dentist for a while so Clair excitedly climbed up into what she called the, "magic princess chair."  She gave me a big smile and then I realized what I had forgotten to prep her for... THE X-RAY!  Poor poor Clair.  The Dental Hygienist was good.  She was nice but very firm and good to just get it over even though it was so hard.  The paper that you have to bite on was so big for little Clair's mouth.  After they had to stuff it in there and force her jaw closed about ten times Clair was so emotionally distraught and hurting.  I ended up having to sit under her and hold her shaking body and keep her hands and head from pulling everything out.

The rest of the appointment was hard only because Clair was so worked up and traumatized.  But she again sat there, this time not needing to be held, and proudly earned her very special toothbrush and her own floss.

Caleb did great, mostly, I think, because he was so concerned for Clair.  He just sat on the chair next to a fish tank and watched his sister.

If you ask Clair about the dentist she will tell you, "I went to the dentist.  It hurt.  But I brave."  She did it and the dentist, hygienist, and I all cheered when the X-ray showed that Clair's teeth were all healthy.