Dentist

Today, Seamus went to the dentist for the second time ever.  He was so good last time, that they scheduled him for upstairs where the big kids go.  Here he is getting his teeth checked:

He kept his hands on the armrest like it was a command chair in a spaceship.  He happily let the hygienist and dentist look in his mouth and poke around.  He bit down, stuck out his tongue, etc. when asked.  I think they were a little stunned by how good he was.  The hygienist asked if it was his second or tenth time.  I know he's a good boy, but even I didn't expect him to be THAT good.  They even rinsed his mouth with a little water and sucked it out with the suction tool.  He followed directions and did exactly what was asked ("Close your mouth and spit.").  I saw her eyebrows raise over the glasses when he did it.  My little man.