It was all fun and games. Literally. Trains in the waiting room, a talking cow on the wall, video games, etc. Until the hygienist told him she was done cleaning his teeth and the "Dentist" would be right in...that was it. He heard the "D" word and was done. Screaming, crying & not having it. End of story. We will be back in May to fill the cavity. We just might have to steer clear of mentioning the "D" word next time. Dr. Fang, Tooth-counter, Skull-Crusher...maybe we can come up with something.
Enjoying his reward for his trip to the "D".
Thanks to dad & Tar-jay.
6 telling it like it is:
That poor kid. Don used to hate the dentist too. Luckily by the time I took him back he was 7 and I could reason with him then. After going to the pediatric dentist for 4 years he finally likes them. Hopefully the May visit goes good.
I might just have to go to Target and get one of those if Dillon's behavior is ok on April 8th. That's right, he has been counting down since last visit. UGH!
I like Dr. Fang. After getting a reward like that I might start liking the dentist.
I like "Skullcrusher." Maybe I'll try that on Caulder. Except then he'll want to take his sword and beat the crap out of the dentist.
Don't tell him what Uncle Scott is we will never be able to get together again. Hope all is well. --Keri
I love your blog! I was reading all of the fun things to my Mom and laughing! You are so fun!
Your blog is fun!
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