So, this morning at 8:15 Ryan, Brock and I headed to the dentist. Now mind you, Brock doesn't like going to the dentist himself so I had told Ryan he had to be a VERY big boy and show Brock there was nothing to be afraid of. Taylor and Ryan are the only two kids I know who look forward to going to the dentist (strange kids)!
He did finally calm down once we allowed him to sit in my lap. And when Dr Grow came back in Ryan without being asked moved back toward the tooth. A discussion then took place between Dr Grow and his assistant (Cedar) that a second shot had not been given that was needed. I thought to myself...Oh dear, here we go again! But Dr Grow was SO good with Ryan he talked calmly while gently rubbing Ryan's head and explained what was going to happen and that he needed Ryan to help him out so they could be a team. Ryan NEVER flinched, cried, winced, NOTHING! The next thing I knew there was the tooth sitting on the tray. My 4 year old had a funny little gap where his baby tooth used to be.



