Ethan had totally worn his baby teeth down to little nubbins and was getting quite self conscious about how they looked. I had given him one month to wiggle them out one his own, which he did not do. So when I picked him up from school one day and told him we were headed to the dentist to get his teeth out, he went into total panic mode. He got so worked up and nervous about the whole thing he threw up. I tried to talk to him and calm him down, but of course, he wouldn't listen to anything I had to say. A couple weeks back I had told him if he would let Dr. Goodwine pull his teeth I would give him $10. So I reminded him that if he calmed down and got his teeth out he could get some money.
"Do you remember how much?" I asked.
"$20" he says.
I said "No, it wasn't $10 for each tooth, but $10 all together."
"No," he replies. "$10 for each tooth"
Meanwhile, all of my co-workers are watching me loose total control of my child. So I concede, and agree to pay him $20. But he's still all nerved up and crying. Finally Cheryl came in and he confessed that the reason he was so nervous was because he didn't want to get shots. She told him didn't have to. He could have injections instead. That calmed him down instantly. He allowed her to give him the "injections" and he was ready to go.
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| Getting "happy" |
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| Dr. Goodwine had the teeth out in about 1 minute. |
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| When Dr. Goodwine told him he was all done, he said "Already?" |
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| And here's his new smile. His new teeth popped in in about a week. |
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| Ally did a mini cheer clinic and got to perform during halftime at a basketball game. |
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| A very 7 months pregnant. I know, I'm huge. |
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