{first trip to the dentist}

I awoke with some trepidation this morning, as it started to sink in that I was taking two 2 year olds to the dentist for the first time. Those of you that have done this before know that it is not unlike taking a roll of the dice, and hoping you get lucky. You don't know if they will cooperate, cry, open their mouth, sit on the chair, be afraid of all the noisy equipment, or accidentally bite the hygienist. After my experience with a very gun shy first child, I was preparing myself for the worst. I took every precaution, and talked it up for days. I explained all about the nice dentist, the treasure chest full of prizes, and the fact that they would get their very own toothbrush and toothpaste. I was just hoping that it would have some kind of impact when we actually got there.

When we walked back with our hygienist, the girls were glued to my side. Even after a demonstration of the chair, all the equipment, and the hot pink sunglasses they would get to wear, they were having no part of it. I asked who was going to be first, and Kate said "Emma!". So, I went and sat down on the chair so they would see that it wasn't going to hurt them, and might be kind of fun! Kate was intrigued, and decided she would go for it, if she could sit on my lap. She did so well! Her teeth were counted (20) and polished, and she even sat alone to see the dentist when she came in.

Emma took a little more convincing. She was still huddled against the wall when her turn came, but she finally came closer to inspect those hot pink sunglasses. Her cleaning went smoothly, and we only encountered some major resistance when the dentist came in to check things out.

The tooth bags were a huge hit, along with all the loot they got to put inside them. I breathed a huge sigh of relief as we walked out the door, and felt happy they did so well. Now, the only thing about the dentist, is that you have to take them back in 6 months!!