Here's To The Dentist

After yet another blog hiatus, here is a really overdue post from May. Eeek!

"They do, mom. They do have princess glasses." 

"Hmmm. Are they really princess glasses? I thought they were just pink." 

"No, mom. Truly.  Trust me. They do."

If you would've told me that a pair of princess glasses and a silly ring from a "treasure chest" would engender gratitude from our four year old at the dentist, I'd have thought you were crazy. And yet, she's fallen for the ruse. Hallelujah.

Here she is in the waiting room. It's almost like Santa is about to walk around the corner as she remembers, that just like last time, if she'll only lay back and relax, she'll get something princessy..... You can almost hear her fiercely whispering it.

Settling in and feeling fine...

And after she got done with her cleaning. Too cool for school...

And what's a trip to the dentist without a little sugar afterward to ensure good teeth brushing that night? "Brush off all the sugar bugs!"

942. home again
943. anxiety subsiding
944. a new morning routine
945. seeing her big girl face