After watching various shows and reading various books about the dentist, Cade was very anxious to go. He would regularly remind me that he really needed to go to the dentist, and I agreed, since he just turned three and had never been, so I made an appointment and off we went!
On the way there he kept saying that the dentist was going to put pink stuff in his mouth and it tasted yummy! He also said he was going to get a pink shirt! Who knows where he heard that from. I agreed that he would probably get pink stuff . . . but yummy? I said sure, but personally I can't stand it! And the pink shirt, I told him most likely not, but maybe a sticker! This didn't deter his excitement. He was acting as if we were going to an amusment park or something!
Here he is right before it was his turn. . . happy as can be!
Cade's thoughts: Ohhh, this must be the magnificent "dentist" (to him all the workers there are dentists). Maybe this is the yummy pink stuff I've heard so much about!
Cade cooperated for the x-rays of his front teeth but wouldn't bite down for the back ones. I heard the dental assistant tell him not to bite her finger, and when I asked him why he wouldn't bite down he said, "I didn't want to bite the dentist's finger." Next time I'll have to warn the dental assistant not to say that.
Cade's thougths: Ummm, there isn't anything yummy or exciting about this! Elmo and Blue made it seem much more exciting!
Dentist: OK Cade, it's time to recline your chair and see your teeth.
Cade: But I'm watching Blue's Clues! (It is always a bad thing when you try to pry this kid away from one of his shows when he is right in the middle of watching it).
Dentist: You can watch Blue's Clues when we are done.
Chair reclining and Cade is whining and trying to sit up. (I can tell at this point it is not going to be good so I go over and hold down his hands so the dentist can look in his mouth without him wacking her)!
Me: Cade, the dentist is putting the yummy pink stuff in your mouth now.
Cade: Gagging . . . I don't like it!
Cade after his dentist appointmt: I was decieved. I'm never trusting Elmo or Blue again and I am never coming back here!
After all was said and done, we found out Cade has no cavities (in his front teeth anyway). We'll have to wait for another appointment to find out about the back teeth. Hopefully he will cooperate a little better for the next one, if I can even get him out the door to go! Even though he didn't cooperate that well, he still got a little toy, a sticker, a toothbrush, and a certificate that says he is officially a member of the "Happy Tooth Cavity Fighter Club," but no pink shirt! Bummer!
As stated at the bottom of the award, he is entitled to all the rights and privileges of full membership in this club . . . whatever that means!