The morning went just as I had expected...hectic, to say the least. The hygienist and I sat knee-to-knee as Caroline was in my lap, on her back with her head in the hygienist's lap. She screamed, yelled, kicked, fussed, gagged, you name it... And I'm sure if you were to ask my mom - I still acted like that at the dentist til I was 8 years old.
Each time Caroline was able to sit up, Wally and I would say "Yaaaayyy!!!" and clap and smile and hug...trying to make it a more enjoyable visit. Well, the last time she was on her back with the dentist checking everything out, Caroline was just a-fussin and saying "YAAAAYY!" at the same time. It was actually a little funny.
And as soon as they were done, Caroline was fine. All was better. We snapped this pic after the cleaning was over. Daddy couldn't bear to take pictures of the actual cleaning since Caroline was so upset.

On a side note, the dentist kept saying "That's ok Caroline, you just bite down on my finger as much as you want." I wanted to say "Listen Lady...if you only knew the issues we've had with biting...you wouldn't be saying that!" HAHA - no really, Dr. Dee was AWESOME.
Oh, and if you were wondering, her teeth are perfect...just like the rest of her.
2 comments:
from faithful reader #1-love the post...too funny!!! and i love how you brought her lovey/blankie with yall!!!
I think you have more than 2 faithful readers, Dana. I read your blog all the time, and I know for a fact, it ain't just me and Brooke reading up on Caroline's Capers! Love!
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