Our brave boy.
This past weekend you had your first dentist appointment. I can't imagine how it must have felt for you since I myself still get anxiety at these things.
But you were brave. You cried. But you didn't fight. You just sat there. Crying. Turning a shade of red I have never seen on you. All while the dentist's tools were in your mouth.
Although we wanted to tell the dentist to stop, we didn't. Because for us too, this was a learning experience.
We'll be coming back to this evil place in 6 months. And while you probably will forget this day, I won't.
But not of the bad. But of these pearly whites after that good polish.