Tommy visited his dentist, Dr. Kinner, today. He was very cooperative while the hygienist cleaned his teeth and helped her count all 20 of them. He enjoyed thumbing through an “I Spy” book while we waited for the doctor and was such a brave boy for the exam. He also reported that Annalise only has five teeth, so she doesn’t have to see the dentist yet.
No, he’s not sedated in this picture, I just didn’t get a very good shot of him in the chair.
Big, bright light on his face.
So, here’s the funny story. After an exam at Dr. Kinner’s office, patients get to pick a prize from a treasure chest full of toys (the office is a nautical theme). Tommy always pains over this decision, then chooses the same pair of binoculars that break before the sun goes down. Today was no different but he got a little flustered that another boy was choosing a toy at the same time and went to go shut the lid of the treasure chest. In doing so, he unexpectedly squished his boy parts and started crying. He told me with tears streaming down his cheeks, “I hurt my Jingle Bells!”
He’s OK. But that was the funniest thing I’ve heard in a very long time!
