A Cavity, An Astronaut's Mask, and a Date at McDonald's
It's been almost two years since I last attempted to take my son
William to the dentist. Until then, I had no idea a kid could
clench his jaws shut with such steely determination. On the
second and last try, the dentist managed to count his teeth -
but she lost a pair of plastic sunglasses in the deal and
William left with teeth no cleaner than they'd been when we
arrived.
William's four now, and what a difference a year or two can
make! I knew we'd turned a corner when he let me brush his teeth
with the Rota-dent