Just after her third birthday we took Kasia in for her very first dentist visit. To say it lightly, it didn’t go so well. She screamed and cried throughout most of the visit. After spending thirty minutes trying to calm her down, the best we could get her to do was to open her mouth so that the dentist could see that she actually had teeth. Baby steps.
It’s now six months later, and we went in for the second visit. What a difference six months make.
For days I had been prepping Kasia for her second trip to the dentist. We talked about it quite a bit, and even played “dentist” quite a bit and everything was great. She was excited to go. If she behaved, she could get a toy as a prize. He was looking forward to that toy. It was going to be great.
Then we got their, and things started going south. She saw that room, the chair, and the instruments, and suddenly she was clutching Cuddle Pup, refusing to go in. The hygienist, who had gone through this with us six months ago, decided to give us some time to work it out ourselves. So I talked to Kasia and eventually talked her in to sitting down in the chair and relaxing.
When the hygienist came back in, Kasia was much better. I sat right next to her as Kasia got her teeth cleaned, polished, and painted. Then, somehow, Kasia was even ok with getting her teeth flossed.
The dentist then came in and check everything out. In short, her teeth are very healthy, and all is well. Oh, and for those dying to know what toy she got, it was a the Wonder Pets Flyboat. Because no house is complete unless it’s filled with the Wonder Pets.
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