Luke had his first trip to the dentist this week. He was such a good boy, such a big boy. I told him on the way there what to expect and that if he was a good boy he would get a special toy at the end. He was very interested in this. When he sat down, the first thing he said to the hygienist was "where is my special toy?" She did a great job explaining to him what they were going to do and explained each instrument to him. She made the mistake of telling him that he would get to pick out a toothbrush at the end. He immediately says, "Can I have a Diego toothbrush?" We'll work on manners for the next visit.
He did a great job, opened his mouth real wide and sat nice for them. He got to pick out his flavored cleaner and before we knew it, he was done! I think it took longer for him to pick out which toy he wanted at the end of the visit than for them to clean his teeth. We were in the waiting room at the end of the visit, I was putting on his coat and he said. "Mommy, we have fun at the dentist!" The receptionist got a kick out of that. I'm assuming they don't hear that often :)
Learning about the instruments -
Mr. Bear got to come too -
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