I Hate The Dentist, but I Love Dave

Oh, how we dread this time of the year, when we have to get our teeth cleaned.  I know Dave hates it as much as we do.  We keep being reminded by him and his staff that we are the worst patients ever.  Hey, maybe it's because we can!!!  :0) I mean, what is he going to do???  Send us to another dentist???  

After Carson and Luke's first day of school, we walked across the street to get our teeth cleaned. It just seemed like the perfect opportunity and we were due for a cleaning, so why not.

Carson was the lucky one to go first.  Dave tried every trick in the book.  He even threatened Carson by telling him that he was going to call Dr. XXXX  and ask him to see Carson, if he didn't cooperate.  Yea, that didn't work.  As a matter of fact, the only thing that worked was me sitting down, making him sit on my lap and holding his arms down so that Daddy could "tickle and count his teeth", as Dave calls it.  Thank God he doesn't have any cavities.  I don't know what we would do.....

Okay then, one down, two more to go.  Next, was Luke's turn.  He thought the little mirror was fun, but that was about it.  As soon as Dave tried to sit Luke down in that ugly blue chair, he got right up.  So, there I was again, sitting in that chair with Luke on my lap.  ~No cavities either!  Yay!!!

I did a little better than they did.  Sorry, no pictures of me in the chair though :(

Normally, Natalia always has a hard time when her brothers get to do something while she is at school.  Hmm, I wonder why she didn't mention anything this time?