Taking twins to the dentists

Taking twins to the dentists

Our last visit to the dentist is forever etched on my memory. Not in a good way. I was sure it would be easier this time…After all, the boys are so grown up now.

We’d played dentists at home all day. We’d pretended to get up on the chair, open our mouths and let somebody look at each tooth. It had been too easy. There had been no biting. No refusing to sit in the big chair. I’d become complacent.

This is how the episode played out yesterday evening:

All five of us arrived at the surgery (oh no, I wasn’t silly enough to attempt this solo). I was given a massive stack of forms to fill out seeing as the surgery had been taken over since our last visit. Husband had E on his lap and she suddenly decided to turn into a wriggler.

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