The dentist
Today was Aiden’s first visit to the dentist. I wanted to have some record of it. He was great. No cavaties. I have to go buy floride for him though. He’s getting soo big.
When I was Aiden’s age I went to the dentist with my mother. She was probably going for a routine cleaning. All I remember was the blood coming from her mouth and a sharp metallic instrument. I was terrified, thinking that she had some disease and she was going to die. Aiden’s experience today was much less traumatic.