I think ‘lucky’ is the ONLY was to describe a first visit to the dentist with a three year old that doesn’t include crying, whining, or, my personal favorite – a whole bunch of sass.
I’m not sure what happened. I’d like to credit stellar parenting and say that I prepared Delaney enough so she was comfortable and sweet, but the truth is….parenting with her feels hit and miss. Sometimes my grand ideas work and other times, I may well have been chatting with myself. So, the truth is, I think my ‘luck’ is tied directly to my sweet girls’ mood today. It just so happens she woke up on the right side of the bed and I reap the benefits 🙂
A few days ago, I started prepping her for this visit. I explained that this trip to the dentist was reserved solely for ‘big girls’. (code for: Cooper can’t come, he’s not big enough) And, remarkably, she loved the idea. Her only request: that I go first. That’s easy! Done! I’m happy to go first.
Delaney was an angel. She watched closely as my teeth were cleaned. Even kissed me on the forehead a few times. Sat down peacefully and opened wide. Didn’t complain one time! I have to say, the tech cleaning our teeth was phenomenal! She chatted Delaney up like they were old friends. I’m not counting the days to our next appointment, but I’m certainly not worried about it 🙂
What a peaceful way to have a Monday!