It was time, once again, for our biannual visit to the dentist. It's always the same thing.
I beg, plead, coax, threaten, and anything else I can think of for 20 minutes before Antalya eventually opens her mouth just long enough for the dentist to quickly look inside, and if he's lucky, get a good look at her molars (where cavities are more likely).
We count that as a successful visit, and leave with hopes that next time will be better.
And today...it was!
Six months ago I never would have believed this picture could be possible.
But there it is. Proof that my girl sat in the dental chair, leaned back, opened her mouth, and let a stranger clean her teeth for several minutes.
And today's miracle was made possible by this cute little sister that showed her big sister there was nothing to fear.