We got ready and were running ever so slightly late. I rushed over there and dragged the 3 boys up to the second floor, hoping they would still take us(my last visit I was very late and they almost did not take me). I opened the door to the office and it was completely empty. No dentist office what-so-ever. As I'm looking around in despair, the nicest little man told me the office had moved across the street. He was a mail carrier and said he would be happy to escort us there. As I dragged everyone across the street, with Ollie on my hip and Finn and Calvin in each hand, my diaper bag fell on Calvin's head. The mail carrier said "here you go Calvin" and helped him back to his feet. Up, up a flight of stairs he took us til we got to the right place. I think he was an angel.
The receptionist handed me a clipboard with papers to fill out. I sat down, and Ollie kept grabbing my pen and WOULD NOT LET ME FILL OUT THE PAPERWORK. I told the receptionist that I simply could not do it and would she please excuse me. "No" she said, but offered to hold Ollie instead. I gladly accepted her help.
I'm scribbling in the blanks and the boys are running wild. We were a 3 ring circus. People kept saying "you have your hands full"(meaning, your kids are out of control lady!). Since the office was fairly empty, the dentist came out to say hi to the boys, with a mask around his face. Finn told me that the dentist had a "skunkel" on his face. When I asked what a "skunkel" was, he told me it was so the dentist would not have to smell a skunk or bad breath."
They called us into the room and Finn went first.
"We are going to count your teeth Finn".
As Finn is clutching the arms of the gray chair, I am holding my breath. And I did something I normally don't do--I kept my mouth shut. I did not warn them of Finn's tooth weirdness(why must I always explain everything?). I figured they would probably figure it out for themselves. The dentist said Finn had 10 on top and 10 on bottom. Finn said " that makes 20". I felt a sigh of relief. If Finn could make conversation, he must not be too traumatized. They said his teeth looked great and that he did not have any "cavity-bugs". And then they gave him a cleaning. A real cleaning with that pink waxy stuff and the electric toothbrush. And he did great! It was amazing. Finn did not give them one ounce of trouble.
Calvin was next and also did well. No cavity-bugs for him either.
The day started rocky, but ended great. They gave all 3 boys a new toothbrush, which they were very excited to show-off.