Clean Teeth

We took Tavish to the dentist again, this time he actually got his teeth cleaned. Sandy, our favourite hygienist, dished out a lot of compliments on how agreeable he was and on what nice teeth he has. He certainly was cooperative and I found myself wondering if 'nice teeth' meant that he has dodged our dental genetics. Here's to hoping so ... my genes offer cavities and Daddy's require orthodontic work!

MOMENT: No Cavities & Lots of Space

Let's be honest, everyone hears what they want to hear. From our visit, I heard "no cavities" and Daddy probably heard "lots of space". Either way, it was a good trip to the dentist and Tavish left elated with not one, but two parachuters from the treasure box. One for him and one for Keva. He was so excited about this, he opted to take them to school for his birthday show and tell!