The Dentist

Our life is about to get a whole lot crazier so I thought I better catch up on posts before it never happens. Hence the 3 new posts.

Anyways back at the beginning of the month we took Boston to the Dentist for his first time. I was really nervous about how he would do after his 3 year well check. I am pretty sure I never posted about that it was a sad sad day. Boston thinks that when you go to the doctor you don't come home. When I went I didn't come home I was put on bedrest and Carter still hasn't come home. He was very nervous and was crying hysterically when the nurse was trying to get his weight. They brought in a cute little baby with dark hair and said "watch Boston we are going to weigh Carter" you can figure the rest out. It didn't help he started crying and was very upset that some Mommy was taking his little brother away. Not good I cried too.

Back to the Dentist. Turns out he LOVED it! He told everyone in the office including those in the waiting room that his Grandpa was a dentist. He felt pretty cool. The hygienist was so great with him. She took him on an airplane ride in the chair which he thought was hilarious. He was so great during cleaning, x-rays, and everything else they did. He left with quite the loot. A balloon, new cars toothbrush, toothpaste, and an art kit. Definitely better than when I was a kid.