Once that first tooth arrives, it's time to take your child to the dentist. I'll warn you, it's not fun. NOT AT ALL. Jules has been twice and he screamed through both sessions. His third session is in the morning. Last time we were there, his dentist was trying to convince me to throw out his passy. That now seems like a lifetime ago.
My son has FANTASTIC teeth. He loves to brush and spit in the sink. Now that he is talking more, I decided to chat with him tonight about the dentist in the morning. I tried to explain that all he has to do it sit in a big comfy chair, lean back and open his mouth. We practiced. He giggled. I shared that if he is good, the dentist gives him a toy. Without missing a beat, Jules stated, "He will give me a tractor." Oh dear.
Anyway, wish us luck. I just hope the hysterics are behind us.