Ian blew us away with how good he was. I actually didn't recognize him and was certain my boy had switched places with someone else's. Then we had Samantha take her turn and it reminded me very quickly how bad the appointment can go. Sam quietly watched Ian from the sidelines and we were hoping that when she saw Ian was living through the experience, that it would be okay for her too. Unfortunately this was not the case, and Jeff and I assumed our positions. I got her hands & arms, and Jeff got her legs. When she screams it opens her mouth wide and the hygienist can do her thing. She screamed the whole time. Dr. B. said she is currently getting her two year molars in right now. Yes, this very minute. Lovely. :)
A very sweet moment came when Dr. B. was doing his after-the-cleaning exam, and Ian tried to console his little sister. He said, "Don't worry Sam, the dentist is just counting your teeth; it doesn't hurt at all." Too bad Sam was being too loud screaming to hear him say this.
We are good to go for another 6 months. And despite being 10 minutes late, they are letting us keep the 8:00am appointment time slot. Bonus! I actually know a mommy friend who is banned from getting the 8:00am slot because they are so late getting there.
If history repeats itself, the countdown is on until Sam is ready to embrace the bi-annual trip to the dentist too. 2 1/2 years to go, or in an easier measurement to swallow, just 4 more visits.

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