A Bit More of a Man

       Another First for my hijo. It was just sooo warming to see him trying to man up to what was to happen that day. I tried my best convincing him that it's time for him to lose two of his baby teeth to make way for his two new big permanents.
       I just knew that I should make the idea of a dental clinic less scary to my son because  it was just as harrowing to me back then. I remember feeling like being in a horror film each time I sit at a dental clinic. My mom would just stand there on the side and try hard with words to let me just get over it or scold me if she gets tired. Honestly, I want to be better than that. I want to let my child take responsibility as well in taking care of his body and be comfortable at that. It's one thing I want my child to grow up with.
      The denstist was helpful also in being engaging  telling my child about the wonders of the teeth and gums. Hahaha.
      So there we were on the  dentist chair, my child on my lap as the dentist started her work. To my surprise, four teeth were extracted during the  entire twenty minute session, instead of my expected two. When it was over, my child was visibly  a bit groggy but relieved. His lips numb and cotton sticking out, he sat on the couch silent and listening to the dentist's instructions.
      He didn't cry the entire session. He got a bit upset with the topical anesthetic but just that. I wonder what was on his mind when he was showed the four extracted ones. hehehe.
      Was it too much to bring him to the barber too? Because I did. I was surprised at how much he has grown  because he didn't mind at all how much hair was falling on his face unlike before. Probably it was because he has his attention on something else like his numbed gum and lip. =) =) =)
       A trip to the fastfood for an Ice cream was a visibly very welcome reward for him for all the trouble. =) Plus some toys and tree hunting. I promised that we go on a tree-hunting for Christmas after going to the dentist. I was glad he was already back to his talking self at the fastfood.
      So there he is, my little big man -- turned a bit more of a man that day after his first visit to the dentist.