The week before Henry's birthday, we finally scheduled him an appointment with the dentist. I think we were really dreading it because in all honesty.. the way he freaks out when he gets his hair cut led me to believe he would have a full blown anxiety attack with someone in his mouth. We found a children's dentist, and they know what they are doing. They have the lobby colored brightly and with a TON of toys.

Once we got back to see the dentist, they actually had me put Henry on my lap, then lay him down into the dentist's lap. While Henry was less than enthused about someone poking around in there, he did better than I thought.

It looks like blood, but it's just the toothpaste.
Although I think I did see Henry bite the dentist once. I told the dentist that he has by far, the worst job ever.

It was too funny.. as soon as the dentist was done, Henry bolted for the door. He wasn't about to see if there wasn't another part to this visit.

Henry got to pick his very own book and balloon for his prize.