My sweet little munschkin had her very first dental checkup this week. She has been in that room every six months since she was born, playing with toys in the corner while I (and a few years later her brother) got teeth cleaned.
But this time it was her turn to sit in that big chair. And she was scared.
Guess what the two Mamas in the room decided would be the best method for the remainder of the visit?
She was so brave, even giggling once in awhile, when she realized that she had been afraid of some tool for no reason.
And by the time Dr. Jim arrived for a final peek, she handled it like a pro.
And for the record... neither her or her brother had any cavities. Hooray for strong teeth!