We did our first 2011 trip to the dentist yesterday while PaPa was here to help corral kids and babies, etc. Damon was an angel, alternately singing and sleeping in his car seat while Thing One, Thing Two and I got our teeth cleaned and checked.
Liam went first and apparently told Cindy, our dental hygenist: Now watch it. Don't get all scrape-y by my gummies. She hid her mirth very well, (she has 4 kids of her own, 3 being triplets) and made sure she told me about it. He claims it was: Now be careful. Don't get all scrape-y by my gummies, but she insisted it was "you watch it" twice. Hehe!
Nobody had any cavities, again. Yippie! The dentist recommended we have some of Carrie's bottom baby teeth pulled to make room for the big ones coming in. He hopes that as her jaw grows that it would give her new teeth extra room. We're thinking braces are going to be inevitable anyway, soooooo... we'll see. She just about left town when he suggested pulling teeth. She has her permanent bottom front four and the two top front ones, with a loose and wiggly one beside them. Cindy also said her sealant on her back molars looks wonderful.
We go back in August and will all need X-rays at that point. Oh goody. I can't wait.
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