Meet the…..Tooth Fairy

A few days ago, we had to make a small trip to hospital as they needed to do some dental procedures on H, nothing dramatic, he is just to small to sit quietly in the dentist’s chair for long enough, so he had to get some anaesthesia. All went fine and dandy, and he handled everything like a real champ, no hassles and no worries.


(Left : Mommy & Me, Centre : On my way to theater, Right : All fine and dandy after the procedure)


It sucks to have a physical (or bodily, if you can call it that) weakness, for me it was having to wear glasses from approx 12 years of age, I hated it, and after 18 years of having to wear them, I still hate them. But for H, his teeth is his physical weakness, he’s been battling with weak baby teeth ever since he had teeth in his mouth, and unfortunately we were not able to win the baby-teeth-battle, and therefore the 4 (top) front teeth had to be extracted.

 

(Doing the silly's as we waited to go into theater)


But needless to say, he is very proud of the fact that the Tooth Fairy came to fetch those teeth….