All 3 kids had their dental appointment this morning. Just in case I hadn't let my crazy show enough recently.
Old school for Toby and Bri.
New and scary for Trevy. Although they did let me stay in the room with him while they brushed & flourided his chompers. He was not a fan. I couldn't help but wonder if he thought they looked like OR staff too. In their gowns and masks and sharp objects.
And of course of the three he'd be the one with a cavity. Which Dr. D said we'll watch for the next six months as it's really teensie. We then had an interesting convo about how to care for it should it come to that. I patiently waited until after her schpiel about the risks of anesthesia to assure her that I'm no sleep med rookie. Nor is he. And that I think the risks of Trevy being traumatized at the dentist's office were greater than that of putting him to sleep. Even if it is just a 10 minute procedure!
we survived. Although I'm feeling might cranky now!