Tooth Doctor

About a month , I was brushing Summer's teeth and I discovered what I thought to be a cavity. My baby is 2 years old and when I tell you that I compulsively brush her teeth ... I mean it. She doesn't go to bed with a sippy cup and only drinks crystal light juice and we brush after any candy or sugary food, if at all possible. I am 30 years old and have NEVER had a cavity, so needless to say I was a little freaked!! I googled cavity and was all but convinced that that is exactly what it was, so I made an appointment with the dentist. I was very nervous about our first visit with the "Tooth Doctor". I have heard horror stories of children's first visits and with Summer being so young I was dreading it! However, when the time came, my little child climbed up on that Dentist chair like it was something she had done everyday of her life. She let the dentist poke and prod and would then look over at me with a look of such accomplishment. She was so proud of herself and so was I!! We left the "Tooth Doctor" with a new Cinderella tooth brush, tons of new stickers and an appointment for 2 weeks later to fill the CAVITY!!! That's right, it was a cavity and I was devastated but was assured by the dentist that it was nothing I was doing wrong but that some people just have weaker teeth. So today was our next appointment and I was sure that we would sail through. Summer was stoked to go back to the dentist and couldn't wait to see what was in her goody bag this time. We were called back to the room, Summer hopped up on the char with the biggest smile. The nurse placed the "gas mask' on my baby and it was all down hill from there! Oh my goodness - My child went C-R-A-Z-Y!! It took myself, my husband, a nurse and the doctor to hold my 38 lb angel down. The gas was suppose to relax her but seemed to have the opposite effect on Summer. I was on the verge of tears when my sweet little girl balled up her fist and took a full fledged swing at the doctor's face followed by some words I couldn't understand, due to the instruments in her mouth and gas mask over her face, and then "poo-poo head". The dentist looked a me and asked " Did she just say she needs to poo-poo. I lost it, laughing I said "No, I am afraid that you just got cursed out in 2 year old language"!!! It was, to say the least, an experience for the books but it's over and no more cavity and my sweet baby girl is back to just that!!!