We built up The Dentist to mythic proportions for more than a year ... "It's soooo fun! The dentist is soooo great! She's going to look at your teeth and be so AMAZED at how well you've been brushing!" Lots and lots (and lots) of practice opening wide, many talks about the buzzy thing they'd use to clean her teeth, and a huge promise of the inevitable, incredible, free and brand-new toothbrush.
The main thing was, we knew there was only one pink chair at this particular office. And it was going to be luck of the draw. Tension was high, for Nora's entire sense of Dental Bliss was wrapped around her certainty that the pink chair was all hers.
Sure enough, when the time came, there was another mother-daughter in line ahead of us. It didn't look good. And holy-mama-drama, if this Mama didn't just elbow her way right in, ask Nora which chair she wanted, and stake a claim while the competition was distracted by the toothpaste choices. Victory!
And the checkup? A+ performance by the kid, lower crossbite that should resolve with permanent teeth, no cavities, and a new toothbrush with some lady on the handle.
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