Trip to the dentist.

I've been meaning for a while to book the kids in for a  dental check.  Mainly to get them used to it, but also to double check that their teeth brushing vigilance was not all in vain. 

Getting an email from the Uni to say that children could book in for a free (love it!) check-up, scale and clean was enough motivation for me to sign them up!  Ah, the perks of being a poor uni student.





Grace was quite excited about going and even decided herself that she'd go first to show Xav how much fun it was.  Xav was quite adamant that he wasn't going to the dentist, and he was in no way going to open his mouth.  I was banking on him watching Grace have "so much fun" and not being able to contain himself from jumping into the chair himself.  I was also hoping that the lure of the mechanical chair would make the visit all the more appealing.

Grace was still excited, well until we walked into the room and then she went to tears.  She starting screaming and crying, saying she didn't want to have a turn and that she wanted Xavier to go first.  Xavier, meanwhile was huddled up to me whispering in my ear that he was not going first, and didn't even want a turn at all.  Crap.  My free dental visit was going to be wasted!

After some coaxing and calming, Grace agreed to laying on the chair with Duane.  It took another 5 minutes of the very patient dentist mucking around with a stuffed crocodile before she calmed down and agreed to open her mouth.  Once she was over the initial drama, it all went perfectly.  The dentist said that her teeth are beautifully spaced, which is a good sign for when her adult teeth come through and also congratulated her on her great brushing abilities - her pearly whites are in perfect condition!  He was actually quite surprised that she brushed and flossed all by herself, and told her to keep doing whatever she is doing as her teeth are wonderful.

Xav was next, and he was not a problem at all.  He played there with his mouth open wide whilst the dentist poked and prodded around, after a bit the dentist said he just wanted to double check something.  He called over the supervisor who had a look in, then laughed.  Seems what the first dentist had thought was a potential cavity, was in actual fact a piece black food.  Xav's teeth were also given the tick of perfection, and both kids were sent on their way with a new toothbrush and toothpaste each.

It's starting to look like the kids have got their fathers beautiful, strong teeth and not my dodgy ones - which I am over the moon about!