Dentist

Henry had his first dentist appointment today! He did really, really well. He made the hygenist laugh as she was leading us to the exam room when he exclaimed loudly, "I am REALLY excited to go to the dentist!" (I guess I did a good job of talking it up!) There was not a single tear the entire visit. The dentist did a great job making him comfortable, showing him all the tools, and making the entire visit like a game. I wasn't even in Henry's eyesight for the majority of the exam, and he still did a great job. He had his teeth "counted", checked, and polished, and he was proclaimed to have teeth in excellent shape. The only sad news is that the dentist recommends we try to have him lose the lovey habit (he chews/sucks on his blankie lovey all night, and it is shifting his teeth. No need for more orthodontics than I am sure he will already need. After all, I think he inherited my teeth - the poor kid is due for a LOT of braces in the future). I think doing so will be very, very, very hard, so I am not looking forward to it. Mike and I are going to try and come up with a plan of action that is the least traumatizing for Henry - the poor kid loves his lovey. Wish us luck!