I’ve been brushing my own teeth for a while (well, mostly sucking the toothpaste off the toothbrush, but sometimes I let Mommy get in there for a more thorough cleaning).  But now that I’m a big three-year-old it’s time to start going to the pediatric dentist.  I made my first visit on July 15, 2016 and it was “sports day” in the office, so I got to wear my Giants jersey.  Everybody was really nice to me and I even liked the dentist … until he tried to look in my mouth.  Tears were shed, but I made it out unscathed and without any apparent cavities or issues.  Then I saw a really cool beetle in the parking lot and forgot all about the trauma I’d just endured.  Somedays it’s great to have a the attention span of a gnat!