Dentist

Whoa! I am so, so, SO proud of W. He had his first ever dentist appointment today and was a model patient.
Yes, it was neglectful of me to wait until he was almost 5yrs for his first dental visit, BUT I just couldn't imagine Dr. Phil being able to get a look at those pearly whites until now. Even still I was nervous and popped into the office pre-appointment to advise as to what could happen and how W needs time to warm up to new situations, etc.
Apparently reading the Berenstein Bears Go to the Dentist helped. Kids do learn through play, right? W was convinced he had a loose tooth and that Dr. Phil would pull it out. Thanks Robert Munsch, Andrew's Loose Tooth.
"Will it hurt?" W says.
"Honey, he won't remove any teeth. Just clean, and count them. Make sure they're healthy." I answer.
And they are! Healthy as healthy can be. Hard, and shiny white as they are all polished and accounted for (10 up, 10 down...just enough!) and fluoride applied.
W was a star!
For being such a perfect patient he picked a dolphin sticker and a giant royal blue, sparkly "jewel" ring. Yup, my handsome, brave boy picked a ring! Too cute!

Notice W's cheek? That was the result of tipping the water table upside down in our backyard, standing on it and then wiping out. Ouchers!

It was a day of appointments, as the afternoon brought a visit to our favorite chiropractor, Dr. Patty. Who bit her lip from laughing, when W who was lying face up on the examining table, told her "You should see my brothers eyeballs. They're falling out."
Bup has an eye infection. Don't worry, they will stay in.