This past week I’ve taken all three kids to the dentist. It had been awhile since their last visit. Ok, ok it’s been a long while – and it was Beans’ first visit. The appointments yielded some amusing comments from the kiddos.
“Hey, I’m still sick.” (apparently the dentist didn’t clear up her stuffy nose)
“They took pictures of my cheeks.”
“You have to bite hard.” (uh-oh!)
“Hey ‘brother’ the green stuff tastes yucky.”
“Did you know they put sharp things in your mouth?!”
“I had to spit in a tube!! They don’t even have a sink!” (I wish I had a picture of his face as he told me this last comment.)
Unfortunately The Boy has a cavity in one of his permanent molars. We’re going back on Friday to get it filled. They use nitrous oxide on the kids to keep them calm while they’re doing the drilling. I’m wondering if they’ll let me watch from one of the observation rooms. It could get interesting…