In preparation for the Event, and in the fine old tradition of great parents everywhere, I promised Grace any treat she wanted as long as she let the dentist work and didn't make a big fuss. Of course, we had to qualify what Not Causing A Big Fuss was:
- some tears but no wailing,
- asking one time only for a moment to collect oneself,
- sitting in the chair until completion of procedure.
We haven't been there in over a year (a year and a half, actually). When last we visited there, Justin and I both came down with a serious bout of food poisoning. Justin ended up in the hospital for two days and I ended up in bed for a week. Not my favorite time ever. Since then, neither of us can bring ourselves to go back.
But now, Grace wants a salad. And, she endured the terror of the dentist's chair to get it. So, we'll compromise; Grace will get her salad via take-out. All settled.
Happy Mother's Day to all!
3 comments:
That is too lol funny, I just love Grace. You guys are great parents and I love that you A) define the terms w/ Grace (let there be no missunderstandings) 2) let Grace choose her treat and D) have a child that considers salad a treat! Well done, I bow to you both.
I'm glad that everything when well for Grace. Love that she choose a salad as her treat.
Hope you have a great mother's day.
Love the salad thing! You've got your daughter trained so well! I'm glad the frenectomy went well.
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