The other day I took my oldest son to the dentist - it was a hit. He had so much fun trying out the water squirter and the air sprayer and watching television on the ceiling. In fact he is still asking about Dr. Nancy, which is great... who wouldn't want their child to hold a healthy enthusiasm for the dentist?
After we got home we had lunch and he asked to go downstairs to watch tv. I agreed since he was such a gem at his appointment. After a few minutes it seemed just way too quiet down there. I crept down the stairs and this is what I found: