Well, thankfully, for now anyway, I have successfully avoided transferring my aversion to dentists onto my children. Zeke had his first tooth filled a few days ago and so not fazed about the whole thing. I snapped this picture of him just before he left to get his first filling and as you can see he’s a cool as a cucumber. And very cute. By the way, I took this picture not so much to commemorate his first filling, but rather to commemorate being able to see his eyes. I had just trimmed his bangs, you see, after a few weeks of needing to peer through them to make eye contact. Haircuts. They’re hard to keep up with. Especially since I’m such a scrooge about paying someone for them and my kids, I think, would rather sit in a dentists chair then Chez Mom’s chair.
P.S. It was a baby molar that he got filled. It cost us nothing, so we went ahead and had it filled, but Dave and I both wondered if getting baby teeth filled is even necessary? Any comments?
