Braving the Dentist

Gwen had her second trip ever to the dentist today. Last time we went, she was super timid and I had to go in with her and talk her through it. Eventually, I had to get in the chair with her and have her lay on me to get her to open her mouth so the dentist could brush and floss. This time, my big girl walked right back to her chair while I stayed in the lobby, nursing her littlest sister. I could hear her telling the hygienist something about Whitney and constantly reminding her "no drills".

She was super brave and chatty the whole time- through X-rays, cleaning with that hook shaped scrapy thing and all. I overheard the hygienist tell her that she had a very wiggly tooth!