Did I think, for one minute, that today's trip to the dentist with Kaitlyn would be as spectacular as it was? Four months ago, he noted a small area suspicious of a forming cavity and wanted to take the "wait and see" approach before he did anything about it. It was small and extremely superficial. He sent us on our way with a good toothbrush and some great toothpaste for young children. So brush, brush, brush we did. And we did. And we did. And over the last four months, I thought to myself "Why don't they just pull the tooth? It's just a baby tooth and it will fall out on it's own eventually." When I brought these concerns to our dentist, he educated me on dental health in the small child and that simply pulling the tooth would not solve the problem but only cause new ones: shifting of the baby teeth, permanent teeth coming in at different spaces, and so on. If we left the tooth alone and let it fall out on it's own, the cavity could very well affect the permanent tooth, leading to a root canal in the future. This is an epidemic! Um, that is something I could not see Kaitlyn getting through without some sort of anesthesia. So after four months of brushing and flossing, I expected the xrays to be positive. No xrays were being done. Why aren't we doing xrays today? Kaitlyn got into the chair. They draped her with the paper bib, pinned on both sides. The dentist came in and sat next to Kaitlyn. She requested "bubble gum" on her teeth. Our hygenist uses a bubble gum flavored treatment when she cleans Kate's teeth. He told her that she could have the bubble gum when he was done. "Open big, Kaitlyn". I must have heard that at least forty times. But she did as he requested. Some equipment was being handed back and forth. Can someone tell me what is going on here? Water was sprayed. Mouth was vacuumed out of excess water. Teeth dried with some teeth-drying apparatus. Um, was that a drill I just heard? Some white spackle? More water. More drying. Then out comes this wand with a neon blue light on it. Wait a minute! Then I asked him, "Did you just fill that cavity?" "Yep" he replied, very confidently. You just filled her cavity. Without Novocaine. And she didn't wince. Didn't cry. Not one tear. Even through all of those strange sounds which her little ears have never heard before. And those sensations in her mouth she never experienced before. And. He. Filled. That. Cavity. She sat up, looked at the dentist, looked at me, and chose a sticker from the bucket. She was done and ready to go home. My sensory child did better than many adults in this same situation. Wow. Once again, I am speechless. Now, this is not to say that I believe sensory children or those afflicted with SPD will grow out of it. I don't think that is possible. However, I attribute her success and braveness to the therapies that she has received and the positive reinforcement that we give her. My daughter got her first filling. Many parents would be crushed by this. Many parents would be mad at their child for not taking care of their teeth better. Many parents would be just plain mad. Not me. Nope. This was a huge step for Kaitlyn, as sort of milestone for her. This is yet another valid way of proving that therapies at an early age really work. Good job, Kaityln. Once again, you impress the hell out of me!