My daddy's a dentist. Heyo!

We had quite an exciting adventure yesterday! Joseph signed up Jake to participate in a pediatric dentistry examination demonstration for the dental students. Since his first visit to the dentist was a little traumatic, (ok, a lot traumatic...screaming the whole time) I was doing my best to get him ready by getting him really excited and telling him all about how we were going to visit daddy at the dentist and they would look at his teeth. It seemed to work because all day he kept looking up at me expectantly saying, "Daddy? Dinish? Teesh?"

When nap time came he was just sobbing because he thought that we were going to see daddy at the dentist. I tried to explain that when he woke up from his nap that we would go see daddy, but he wasn't quite catching that point. All he knew was that I had been telling him all morning about how we were going to see daddy and now all of the sudden he was taking a nap instead. After telling him about 20 times and rocking him in his bedroom while he sobbed, he must have gotten it through his head because suddenly he sat up, pointed to his crib, and said, "Nap?" I put him in his crib and he laid right down. I could hear him tossing and turning in there, and then I think he finally fell asleep. An hour later I could hear him banging on his crib and yelling for me. I walked in and the first thing he said was, "Daddy??" He must have been so excited that he could barely sleep! But now that he was up from his nap it was time to get ready to go see dad.

Finally, when we got to the dental school, Jake saw Joseph and he started running as fast as he could toward him yelling, "Daddy!!!" We got to the school and sat in a big auditorium filled with dental students and a few other children. Jake was the 5th child to go, so he had the chance to watch what the dentist was doing to the other kids and get used to it. When it was our turn, the pediatric dentist let Joseph take the reigns and do the examination himself! Both Joseph and Jake did such a good job, I was so proud of both of them. Jake didn't cry at all, and on the way out he took a handful of toothbrushes and stickers with him (when I told Joseph to put some of the toothbrushes back he said, "Hey, I paid for these, he can have them." I didn't have an argument for that one.) So, I guess we'd call it a success!!