Daddy's Fish BowlA Clear View Of A Father's Family Experiences

Let me start off by stating that I HATE THE DENTIST! There I said it! If you’re a dentist reading this blog, I’m sorry, but we could never be friends (don’t stop reading the blog though, lol). Dentists perform hate crimes against humanity and I refuse to subject myself willingly to their torture. I took the stance that I would never subject my kids to the demented hands of a dentist either; luckily I have a level headed wife who vetoed my ruling. Yesterday was Tre’s first visit to the dentist and it appears that he’ll be following in his Daddy’s footsteps. He wasn’t too pleased, and surely let it be known during his visit.

Ty has been to the dentist several times already and much to my dismay, he loves it! I can’t believe my son is crossing enemy lines and consorting with such vile characters. But maybe it’s a good thing; war isn’t for everyone ya know. Tre on the other hand immediately threw up his defenses when he got to the dentist office. Even though they attempt to lure kids in and trick them with their numerous toys, games, and rides (yes, rides at the dentists office) Tre wasn’t having it. When the receptionist lady asked him if he was excited about seeing the dentist he shouted out NO! and ran towards the door (that’s my boy). Now, I don’t think he really understood her question, but it was damn funny that the timing of that NO was so perfect.

He eventually calmed down and took the bait. The toys reeled him in and caused him to lower his defenses (rookie mistake). He was so involved in playing that he didn’t even notice when they called Ty back into the torture room, oops I mean patient room. After a few minutes, Tre looked up and noticed that Ty was missing. I told you guys that he had a funny feeling about being at this place, so he must have thought that they kidnapped Ty and were doing horrible things to him. After realizing that Ty was gone, Tre proceeded to run around the waiting room screaming out TYYYYYYYY at the top of his lungs, looking underneath chairs and trying to open doors to find his brother. Now that’s loyalty right there, leave no man behind.

We decided that maybe it would be a good idea to take Tre back there with Ty so that he’d calm down and maybe seeing what they were doing to Ty would ease his fears of having the dentist work on him. We were wrong! When Tre saw Ty on the table and the dentist over him, doing something in his mouth which was making weird noises, he started crying and repeatedly saying “Ty, they hurting me.” He was trying to say are they hurting you, but hasn’t totally learned his pronouns yet. Ty gave him a thumbs up to let Tre know that he was okay, and things seemed calm for a while. That is until it was Tre’s turn to get examined. All they did was look at his teeth and brush them with a NORMAL toothbrush. But the way he was kicking and screaming, you’d have thought he was having a root canal, and wisdom teeth removed with no Novocain. In the end, they won him over with a stuffed turtle and he was fine, but I think he still has his suspicions about the true intentions of a dentist.

As you can see from Tre’s experience, the dentist office probably won’t be his favorite place to visit, but being afraid of the dentist isn’t always a bad thing. Because of my hatred for that profession, I do everything in my power to ensure I don’t have to visit them and throughout my life have only had 1 cavity. Hopefully Tre & Ty will also let fear be their guide to good tooth brushing and flossing techniques as well.

If you missed yesterday’s Tre’s Thursday Toy Review, be sure to head over and check it out.