It’s that time of year again…
Don’t let my sort of smiling face fool you. I can’t stand this place. It’s my very least favorite medical requirement. (I was kind of happy at this moment, though, because the hygienist was done with her horrible work and the dentist just does a quick look.)
Then I was FREEEEE! (No cavities!)
I lost my first tooth!
My dentist had a winter scene set up for pictures, because everyone wants a photo from the dentist, yeah?
I’d been stressing about going to the dentist all week. Waiting in the chair for him to arrive wasn’t too fun.
But Dr. James (fellow airplane fanatic, by the way) told me my teeth look awesome. It looks like eating all that ice cream for breakfast is doing me well! After my clean bill of health, it was time to play in the waiting room. (I was too nervous to play before my appointment.)
I went to the dentist yesterday and was told my teeth look good and they’re nicely spaced. But more importantly, they gave me a Mater balloon and a toy cement mixer. Add it to the car pile, boys!
