our trip to the dentist.

So, this was Finn's second trip to the dentist.  We practiced before we had to go.  He laid down and I pretended to be the dentist.  Then we switched roles and I was the patient.  He did a nice cleaning and counted my teeth then all of a sudden said "ok, time for your shot"!  Not what I signed up for!  So with a practice under our belt off to the dentist we went.  This is the part that melts my heart and I made sure I recorded it.  Finn slid into the chair with his legs still dangling off the edge a bit like he wasn't totally committing to getting his teeth cleaned.  He looked up at the hygienist and said in the softest, most precious voice "I'm nervous".  I died.  He is just the sweetest.  Loaded with energy.  But the sweetest.