The boys both went to the dentist yesterday bright and early
right before school. Hannah's lucky day is bright and early,
but not until next week.
We went through the whole fear of Hannah possibly needing braces
And Connor is really going through that questionable phase right now.
Teeth coming in.
Lots of spaces.
Not sure what the heck is going on in his mouth.
Doesn't look good to the non-dental eye.
So a big sigh of relief when the dentist said Connor's teeth
were all coming in nicely so far.
(fingers crossed, fingers crossed, fingers crossed)
So on to this little guy.
that he went back for his cleaning all by himself.....
well, without ME.
He went back at the same time as Connor.
When I was invited back to talk with the dentist,
she asked the hygienist how Garrin had done during his cleaning
and she made this face
and said that he was giving her a bit of a hard time and was squirmy
and that one of his teeth measure "high" on their little cavity measuring tool.
Did I mention he is three?
Back to the almost-cavity. The dentist asked if he drinks a lot of juice or soda.
And I said "No, of course he doesn't drink a lot of juice."
"But he does drink an excessive amount of soda."
So there you have it. I admitted to the dentist that I am rotting my
kids teeth with soda. Hannah was not allowed to have soda until she was like
six. Connor.....about 4. Garrin....yup....right in the bottle.
Too, too soon, though. So very, very bad of me.
So this household is officially
OFF ALL SODA FROM NOW ON.
We are just waiting to hear if the dental insurance
will approve the procedure,
and then Garrin will be back for a little
nitrous oxide fun
and while he's busy with that, maybe I will have an opportunity to
kick that hygienist's dumb ass.