Bethany had her dentist appointment with Dr. Larson this past Friday morning. I expected that I'd have to tell you that she refused to get her X-rays and screamed through her cleaning and exam; after all, that's what happened last year...

But I don't have to say those things! Because she did great, and I'm really proud of her! She sat very still on my lap for the X-rays, and she didn't terribly mind the pretty hygienist cleaning her teeth while she watched Dora on the ceiling TV. She even managed to endure the dentist poking around in there (she doesn't fancy most men, even in the nicest of circumstances). She got a brand new toothbrush and a little toy top for her troubles, not to mention a big happy hug from me and her mom.

Oh, and the results were good, too. No cavities, and her two front teeth are hanging in there (they've suffered quite a bit of damage due to a couple of bad falls). We have to floss a little more often than we already have been, but otherwise it was a miraculously pleasant visit to the dentist. Hooray!