At the beginning of November Cooper went to the dentist for the first time, who would have thought we needed to start so early considering he only has baby teeth. Both Rob and I decided to go thinking we would both need to hold him down. we were right.. Before I get to that I have to tell you about his choice of toothbrushes. The hygienist showed him a basket of toothbrushes and told him he could pick one. He pointed at a pink one and said "I want that one!" Rob and I looked at each other and asked him if he was sure, he repeated "I want that one!" So Cooper has a pink toothbrush with bugs on it and he loves it.
Then it was time to head into the chair. He sat on my lap while the hygienist showed him all the tools and even shot water on the wall. Then it came time to lay down. I was still sitting on the chair with him, but he wanted nothing to do with it. He screamed and cried, I had to hold his hands and feet while Rob held his head still so she could clean his teeth. The hygienist asked us if we floss his teeth, really?!? I don't get my fingers near his mouth if I don't have to. I think we will wait a little while before trying to floss.
Then it was time to meet the dentist. Cooper has a little stranger anxiety, especially with men, so the poor guy had a strike against him from the start. He kind of looked like a mad scientist with wild curly hair and glasses. We really had to hold him down as he checked Cooper's teeth but he said everything looked great and reassured us it would get better each time we went. I think both of us will go again next time again just to be safe.