Last Friday was that time of year. The most wonderful time of year. Hey, you guessed it! The bi-annual trip to the dentist.
Micah was a champ and opened wide and didn't move a muscle. He was amused to have 20 minutes of whatever cartoon he wanted.
My sensory sensitive kid was not about to open wide and bite on plastic for x-rays; was not about to open wide for a vibrating brush to swirl on his teeth; was not about to open wide for "string to poke in between my teeth;" and was not about to open wide for "the metal stick with a point!"