Pip's first visit to the dentist did not go so well. Pip refused to get in the chair and would barely enter the room. He crouched behind Phil's legs in the doorway of the exam room in fright. We tried all our tactics but after about 15 minutes, I think all we got was a wimpering tooth count from betwixt Phil's knees.
The second time was better, he went in the room and even onto the chair ... but on Phil's lap ONLY.
Today was his third visit and he was a changed man!!! He was excited all morning and went right in and straight up onto the chair. Here he is smiling before it started. He got the full visit -- all 22 teeth polished and "flourided"!!! What a proud little boy came bounding down the hall to our apartment this morning to tell me the news. He even put on a little acting show when he opened the door, telling me it didn't go so well at the dentist before breaking out in a huge smile and saying ... 'Just kidding! It went great!"
What a big boy!
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