Wiggle, Wiggle, Wiggle

Brandi went to the dentist for the first time today. I noticed yesterday that her bottom front two grown up teeth were coming in behind her baby teeth. I call the dentist, got a 10 am appointment.Spent the rest of the day convincing her to go.We get up today and I let her stay home from school. No point going for 1 1/2 hours. She informs me she is only going if they allow me to go back with her. now, I take Ryan and Kasi to this dentist, and know for a fact they do not allow parents in the rooms.The hygienist lets me go back, just this one time, since they aren't actually doing a procedure.I wish I had remembered my camera, cause she looked so cute sitting in the chair with the paper clipped around her neck. (I would have LOVED one of those the other night at the clinic!) Anyway, the hygienist looks in her mouth, and says the dentist will be in soon. Off she goes.Brandi looks around the room, looks at me, and says "I'm outta here!" and tries to get out of the chair. Between laughing and trying to keep a straight face, I get her to sit back down. The dentist comes in and peeks at her teeth. Says they need to come out. Brandi starts to cry. The dentist says they will give her some gas and wiggle her teeth out for her. Next time.We go to the receptionist to make an appointment. The older two have a cleaning scheduled for the first of November, so I ask if she can wait and come with them. As long as it doesn't hurt, she can wait. So they all go at 3pm on the first.Until then, we will wiggle, wiggle, wiggle those teeth so they fall out on their own.I hope.