Dentist

The kids had dentist appointments this week to, as Mia put it: "go brush her teeth". Seems like a whole lot of effort for just brushing your teeth, but I'm glad that she doesn't blow it out of proportion and let it escalate in her mind.  Me? Yeah, not as cool about my 6 month appointments... Mainly because I hear things like "time to get those wisdom teeth out". Ugh.  This summer, it is. Gotta love it.

Fortunately, just a routine cleaning for these two. No cavities and a prize for each one at the end. I warned the dentist that Finn b-i-t-e-s (Finn can't spell yet so that way he doesn't know what I'm talking about if he gets on here and  reads this). The dentist chuckled and said that there had been a few of those that morning already but that the worst was from the 7 year old yesterday. Finn was great though and opened his mouth and showed his teeth whenever he was asked. Mia was great, too.  But then again, they were showing Tangled on the ceiling so what was going on in her mouth didn't really matter.

 

See you next time, "Fis"...