We went to Garrett's first dentist appointment today. This was just a routine 1-year-old visit since my pediatrician recommended it. Our deductible has been met for the year, so I figured now was a good time to go. Everything looked good. After the hygienist so delicately prepped me and explained how we didn't want to scar Garrett for life by traumatically polishing his teeth, he loved every second of the cookie-flavored polishing. He cried when they were done, so they did it again. When they finished up a second time, he fussed again, but said they couldn't polish his teeth a third time. Crazy kid.