My grandparents brought me to the dentist last Saturday. Mom said she'll come afterwards since she has a dentist appointment herself for her root canal therapy. Lola sat on the dental chair and I sat on her lap. When the doctor instructed me to open my mouth wide, I did and gave her my big mouth. She was even surprised that I'm able to answer her questions smartly. And I wasn't afraid when she started the cleaning. The verdict: my teeth are fine but I'm slowly accumulating cavities on my lower molar. Hence, I should let mom brush my teeth longer. Too bad, mom arrived when the checkup was over and it was already lolo's turn. I have to return after 6 months for another cleaning anyway and I hope mom would be around then. Labels: milestones, weekend, wento |
