The expander

B and I headed up to the orthodontist's office this afternoon so he could get his expander put in. Before they could install it, the doctor had to first remove a chip of a baby tooth. B has been pulling and tugging at the chip for weeks trying to get it out before his appointment, to no avail. The doctor also decided to "wiggle" B's other remaining baby tooth and "wiggled" it enough to pull that out, too. Obviously, that was his plan and he said B did great. They put the teeth in a little plastic treasure chest to bring home - his last shot at getting some money from the tooth fairy.

The hygienist showed me how to turn the key in B's expander so it will widen the roof of his mouth. We have to turn it 20 times before his next appointment in mid-August. B left the appointment with a Popsicle - pretty sweet. She said he should eat soft foods for tonight. She was naming off soup, mashed potatoes and I said, "He was hoping you'd say White Castles." She said, "Oh, that's a must." I think B has a new best friend.