Whenever we go to the dentist (e.g. Papa) over Thanksgiving, I try to take good care of Mommy.
I'm right here for you Mommy, just squeeze my hand if it hurts...
This appears to be a bit more complicated than when we brush my teeth at home!
Mommy returned the favor by keeping me company when it was my turn - she helped me to be a very brave girl!
(Dad note: This year’s visit was definitely a break through for Maile Girl. She hasn’t been the best patient during past visits. This year started off with lots of tears, but Maile completely relaxed after seeing Mommy get her teeth done and then didn’t freak out at all when it was her turn. Hat tip to Lynn who really helped make Maile comfortable – the huge bag of prizes and stickers helped too!)
