Owen had his first trip to the dentist on Wednesday, and that place knows how to cater to kids- free arcade, train table, toy room, token machines. Owen came home with a whole bag of swag.
So even though I was about a year late scheduling his first check-up, his teeth got good reviews. Naturally, as the son of a formerly buck-toothed mother and headgear-wearing father, Owen has orthodontics in his future, but for now we'll just enjoy his membership in the No Sugar Bug Club.
And how do you reward a kid for having such a great trip to the dentist?
You shut his hand in the (hinge side!!! of the) car door when you arrive home, and then tell him he'll need to get back in the car so you can drive him to the pediatrician's office for game two of his doctor double header.
I hereby nominate myself for Best Performance by a Woman in a Mothering Role.
Who would like to second my nomination?