Alder's Tone

It was dentist day yesterday. That's a family outing, as the dentist is close to Daddy's work. MOTS brings him through and we have a double appointment. New challenge yesterday though, pick him up from school then come through. AND having the wee fella too.

But, in true fashion, MOTS did fantastic, getting to my work in good time for a slow stroll and short wait.

Once inside the routine is the same. I go first, with MOTS & number 1 sat on the sofa in the exam room with us. That way he can see, hear and take in what's going on. Then it's his turn, sat on Daddy's knee. And we have never had any problem at all. But last night we had some changes to the routine.

First off, I needed an x-ray. So that was the rest of the family bundled outside while the radiation was blasted through my mouth. No drama there, just took it in his stride.

Secondly, after my teeth were polished, he's saying "my turn". And after MOTS asked about going on Daddy's knee he opted to go in the chair on his own. He sat back, got a bib, leant forward for the chain to be put under his neck (without being asked). And as the dentist started asking "open your...." as he turned towards him, oh, your mouth is already open. So not only did the dentist get a good look, he also tried a quick polish (successfully). And the feedback he got was glowing - about 50/50 will get this far, getting the polish tried at this stage is very rare.

And then he reached for the cup of water. Well, Daddy had rinsed, and so was he going to. He'd watched every last thing that was going on and wanted to copy it to the last detail. I'm so pleased that after a few visits he's happy to go there (truth be told, when MOTS told him they were going to see Daddy he was not happy, when she said they were going to the dentist he got excited), happy to be examined, now happy for a bit of polish, and very cooperative in the chair.