In December we had an appointment to see the dentist. You see, Tyler -the Professor- the Mr. Lopart- The handy Manny- the Winnie the pooh- the parrot- the boy REALLY wanted to go so we made the appointment. He got sick. We had to cancel. I put it off until i was sick of hearing it and made it.
The day came. He was excited about it. He was fine with going and was even fine with the idea that he was going to see the dentist. He was happy as he walked in and then slowly a tear formed as the "lady" came to talk to him and count and brush his teeth. His sweet lip quivered and 2 tears rolled down his cheeks.
The "lady" just sat and talked with us and we got a little more comfortable with "lady" and waited until the dentist actually came. While we were talking Ty kept saying thank you Dentist Lady. He thought she was the dentist. He would tell her something and say " Right dentist Girl."
The dentist caused a small meltdown but overall Ty did pretty decent. He had no cavities that they could see and his teeth looked good.
We survived the trip to the dentist....