Henry's first visit to the dentist was a huge success. I was concerned because he typically does not like new experiences. Nor does he like strangers grooming him. (I have lost count of the number of places that have asked us to leave when we try to get his hair cut.)
When I made the appointment, I was told that Henry would go into the exam room without me. This is standard practice since most children actually do better without their parent. I understood in theory but worried about Henry's reaction. As it turned out he did just fine. I had talked a lot about this visit over the previous few days. He was prepared and sailed right through the exam and cleaning.
Tooth Fairy photo in the background
I'm very proud of him. But yes, there's a part of me that was wistful when I watched him walk away from me through those big glass doors. I wondered what he was thinking and marveled at his bravery. He's growing up right before my very eyes. Every parent works hard to ensure that their child will be able to independently navigate through daily life. Why is it so bittersweet when it finally happens?
My little boy is a bit more grown today. His teeth are clean; he has a goody bag from the dentist and another appointment in six months. Now if I could just get him interested in the big boy potty...