Paging Dr. Donaldson

Wyatt's first dentist appointment is in a few weeks. In an attempt to prepare him for his appointment, I showed Wy how they were going to look in his mouth to "count his teeth." This has progressed to us playing dentist where Wy is "Dr. Donaldnun" and I am supposed to "have a problem." I have to knock on the door and say "Dr. Donaldson, it's _____ (insert name of whatever make-believe character he has assigned to me that day) and I have a problem." He then proceeds to shine the flashlight in my mouth, uses the Q-tip to count my teeth, brushes them, and then I either get medicine or a shot to fix my problem.

Then he will say: "OK, you be Dr. Donaldnun and I go have a problem."

This little scenario will go on for as long as I let it. We have even fixed problems on all of his stuffed animals and they don't even have mouths. And each one has to have a different problem. He will straight call me out if I try to sneak in a repeat problem. The boy loves to play dentist.

So when I heard that his class was going on a field trip to a dentist's office, I volunteered to go and help out which really just meant I helped zip up a few coats and took pictures. When we first got there, the boys were more interested in the bus parked outside than anything else.




Then Dr. McAdams came out with a "bid ole fat toothbrush" - no, thankfully, he did not call it but I know he thought it - and that got his attention.




Then they got to go back and try out the patient chair...




And I found out that apparently, if you are a dentist, then you rank high in Wyatt's little world. This is a boy that will cover his eyes if a stranger tries to talk to him while we are out running errands. OK, now check out this group picture from his field trip. You may have to click on it to get a good look at the children.



Did you see him? Yes, that was him SITTING ON THE DENTIST'S LAP! He thought Dr. McAdams was all that and a bag of chips. I think I better start saving now to pay for dental school!