Dentist Visit

Last week Evan had his dentist appointment.   Going into the appointment I was hopeful he had grown out of his fear of getting his teeth cleaned.  He doesn't mind brushing his teeth nor having us brush his teeth.   We pass by his dentist office at least once a week when he go to the park and he says "dentist", points to the office and smiles.  We have also talked about getting teeth cleaned, how important it is, and he's even showed me what the dentist does with the cleaning tool.   I was SO wrong!   Walking into the office was a piece of cake because E was all smiles and eager to see the office.   As soon as the gloves went onto her hands, E made a bee line to the door and cried "NO".   As soon as I grabbed him and sat him on my lap, he used all his energy to fight his way out of my arms.   Poor Dr. Kristin.  She's 8 months pregnant and had to muster up the energy to get inside his mouth while Evan was screaming at the top of his lungs and moving around.  She STILL was able to look inside E's mouth and clean his teeth all while singing Elmo songs to him.  Bless her heart!!   After E's teeth were all cleaned and I wiped away his tears, E stood up, walked up to Dr. Kristin and gave her a huge hug.   Really??!?!  All I could think of at that moment was 'Really?   After being that upset you still gave her a hug like nothing just happened?'  What a nut!   He  cracks me up!   Even Dr.  Kristin was laughing at him.   She assured me that he will out grow of his fear.  Boy do I hope so!