The week started off with a dental appointment for me and ended with a double header for Ingrid and Elodie. Ingrid is practically a veteran now and doesn't mind the dentist at all. That is, I'm sure, because she has yet to need any more work since her dental surgery two years ago. She was very excited to show Dr. D. that two of her teeth had fallen out. It's so nice to see Ingrid's confidence growing and watching her talk to the dentist herself, answering for herself, taking part in her own health maintenance.
Ingrid went first and came away with a clean bill. She had a cleaning and a full checkup and got the all clear! Yeah! I always worry about Ingrid's teeth. She has weak enamel (enamel hypoplasia) resulting in all those silver caps to protect the more vulnerable teeth and on her two eye teeth the enamel is naturally rougher in texture making them take on a yellowish cast in between cleanings. But she works hard to keep them clean and brushes them all the time. She does a good job but always submits to a mommy or daddy inspection which, at only six, is absolutely necessary, I think.
Today was Elodie's very first visit. Derek and I have been very vigilant over her teeth, constantly checking for signs of the hypoplasia or cavities (that girl has a gigantic sweet tooth!). We have never seen anything so we were confident that she would get a green light as well but we are never certain. When you're responsible for the health and well-being of another human being the pressure to be perfect can be crushing sometimes. If she has a cavity then who's fault is it? The ones who feed her and brush her teeth, that's who. Certainly not her.
I wasn't expecting the appointment to go well. Generally, Elodie only does what Elodie wants to do. And going to the dentist is not high on her "must-do" list. Fortunately I was able to go ahead a few days and spoke to the hygenist who would also be working on the day of Elodie's appointment and when I got home I immediately told her that "Kim" the hygenist was working (very big concern that it was going to be a man) and was really excited to meet her. Ingrid didn't skip a beat and started talking about how nice the hygenist is and saying that she herself was really excited to go.
The day started off without incident. As we got ready to go Elodie began resisting a bit but decided she would go if she could wear her princess dress. I don't rock the boat so off we went with a wrinkly princess in tow. There was no hesitation in getting to the office. We had already been through the tears about not wanting to go the night before but come go-time the next morning my warning of "I have to take Ingrid to the dentist and you can't stay home alone so you have to come, too, whether you go into to see the dentist or not."
We got into the reception area and she was handily distracted by the toys and then we met Kim and she was lovely. Elodie happily followed her into the exam room. BUT she insisted that Ingrid should go first. As Ingrid sat back in the chair, put on the sunglasses and bib and talked away to the dentist Elodie was sitting nearby taking it all in. When the dentist told Ingrid to open wide, Elodie did, too! It was very cute. My confidence that she would submit to a check was growing more and more with each passing minute.
And, lo and behold, when it was her turn SHE DID IT!!!!
Elodie is a rockstar! She let both the dentist and the hygenist take a look.
That's our dentist with the dark hair and our hygenist with the blonde.
Elodie also got the green light but the dentist did enquire whether she had fallen as a baby and hit her mouth because her two front teeth overlap a bit and apparently it can result from a fall. To my knowledge, she never hit her face on anything hard enough to cause any damage. Her bottom teeth have also grown in pretty tightly spaced. So much so that she often gets fish and corn stuck in them and has to stop mid-meal to ask us to get the floss for her.
She initially consented to a cleaning but changed her mind when it was time. She simply said "no" and she meant it. There is no convincing Elodie otherwise, ever.
The best part of going to the dentist, though, is getting to take a trip to the treasure chest. Dr. D. lets them pick as many things as they want. Fortunately, my girls are not greedy and chose only two things each.
Ingrid picked some new teeth for herself.
She was delighted by these and thought she was hilarious. She couldn't wait for Derek to get home to show him her new teeth.
(Sidenote: Why is Andersen taped across the top of our tv? I figured it was high time that Ingrid learned to spell her last name and since she's a visual learner and likes to watch tv, I decided to put the name up there and just let it sink in, gradually. No pressure 'cause god knows Ingrid doesn't respond well under pressure! And, IT WORKED! By the end of the day she could spell her name! Even Elodie has learned from it, readily identifying all the letters now, too.)
I knew it wouldn't be long before they started playing dentist. When she's in the right mood, Elodie can be such a trooper, easily putting up with Ingrid's sometimes bossy ways.
Later on in the day Ingrid and Elodie's Halloween costumes arrived. The timing couldn't have been better. I was so relieved to see that they were actually nice. AND THEY FIT!!!!
We all especially love the trains. For the moment they are pretending to be brides.