from the mom
I want to go to a pediatric dentist. I want to get a gold one-dollar for being a good patient. I want to pick out toys and I want the dentist say, "That's ok" and give up when I gag on the xray wings.
We found an amazing pediatric dentist (Dr. Karen Yee-lo). Ben thinks going to the dentist is the best thing since X-Box. In fact, they had an X-Box in the waiting room. We came home with enough goodies to stock the Christmas closet with and learned that we weren't doing as bad a job as we thought at brushing.
We learned that Ben lucked out and has his dad's mouth (and won't need orthodontia). We have pictures of both of his sets of teeth (I had no idea his permanent teeth were sitting in there already). Ben has 20 even teeth and plenty of room in his mouth.
We learned it would be a good idea to start paying the orthodontist now for Kyri's mouth. She, unfortunately, inherited a very small mouth with lots of crooked teeth from her mom.
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