But those two front teeth that have been the highlight Bea's smile all summer are history! I finally took her to the dentist today to get his opinion on them since they didn't seem to be progressing at all. He proclaimed her mouth to be "a traffic jam" and left it up to me. What with the wedding coming this weekend, school starting, and her complaining more and more when brushing and eating, I decided it was time to get them outta there. I had a very sad little girl on my hands when the word "shot" was spoken:
She pretty much freaked out. The staff at the office came to the rescue with stuffies galore and promises of more trips to the "treasure chest." I upped the ante with a bribe of a trip to Booklovers Gourmet to get the sticker book that I denied her last night when we were there. It was pathetic (the adults' and my behavior I mean) but we did what we had to do. I thought of the family legend of my Dad's parents bribing him with a flashlight to go to the dentist. I always thought Memere and Pepere gave in to him, spoiled him, and that he was manipulative. Oh well. I get it now Mem and Pep.
So here we are back home with the novocaine almost worn off, lots of goodies in hand (one of which she gave me "for being so brave Mom", two teeth to stick under a pillow tonight, and a referral to an orthodontist!
I sort of miss that crooked smile of Summer '15 already!
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