Clare Anne had her first trip to the dentist this past week. I was a little worried about her ... she can get clingy and disagreeable if a situation isn't comfortable for her. She made me super proud. She crawled right up into the chair and let Ms. Vicky show her all the instruments, and then she had her teeth cleaned with no problem. Our appointments got all scrambled up, so I ended up going after her. That girl sat in the chair beside me and went through a toy basket the entire time I was having my teeth cleaned. She didn't make a peep! I swear I did't know where my rambunctious child went for that 20 minutes!! Her dramatics did come at the end when the doctor came in to check our teeth. He came after I was done, so by then Clare was over it. She did not want to climb up with me and have her teeth looked at. She made it difficult, but we made it through.
She told me the next morning that the next time she had to go to the dentist, she wouldn't be fussy, and she'd let that boy count her teeth. She told Sissy that 'the boy counted her teeth.' Sissy asked what his name was and Clare's response was 'Duh ... I can't bememeber.'
This child of mine ... what a mess!!