Today I am very proud of my daughter, my stalwart, curious, and unassailable girl.
She went to the dentist for the first time today and she was so relaxed about the poking and prodding and scraping and scratching and flossing and polishing and picking and suctioning that you’d think she was a professional dental patient. Which, if you were to ask me, and you didn’t, would be the third worst job in the world.
We will take credit, as her parents, for her overall disposition and approach to the world (that it is to be explored, not feared), and we will take credit, as her parents, for a little prep work the night before as we talked about the dentist and engaged her curious brain into looking forward to the new experiences she was going to have.
But she is more than the sum of our intentions. She conquers the fears of her parents by never having them in the first place. It is less innocence than wisdom, and I wish her that wisdom for the rest of her life. The world will follow.