T2 -1 Dentist - 0

T2 won the dentist battle. He will not win the war. Unfortunately, for the war to be won, next Monday he will be completely sedated to remove his shark teeth. (His adult teeth grew in behind his baby teeth and now the baby teeth have to be removed to make room for the adult teeth.) T2 is none to thrilled about the dentist. He never has been. In fact, when we went to the dentist yesterday he pulled one of his OWN teeth out in an attempt to thwart them (it was already wiggly, so it's not THAT bad.) He still has 2 more that need to go.  I got him near a chair. I got him to put his behind IN a chair. THEN. The chair moved. That was then end of the experience. He is PETRIFIED of chairs that move. His ass came so far out of that chair, I had to catch him before he bolted. The dentist hadn't even made it over to him yet. He was sobbing. Now, I know he hates the dentist, so, I had given him some Xanax that we have for the kids for such occasions to make it so we can get them to and from the dentists and such. Even WITH a full pill, he wouldn't even consider sitting on the chair that moved.

The dentist came over and looked at his teeth from afar. Confirmed that they did need to come out and got us scheduled for their next earliest time, all the while assuring me that he has to do that all the time for scared kids. While I understand THAT. The boy is afraid. Of. A. CHAIR.  He was really ok with the idea of getting his teeth pulled. I had him convinced it wasn't going to hurt. But the chair moved. Curse you chair.