Mr. Victor loves the dentist. I'll never understand it. I mean, I can have the exact same hygienist and I always have the same dentist, but I still don't get excited when I see "Dentist" on the calendar.
But how wonderful it is to have a whole dental practice that makes this guy feel like a king. Everyone greets him by name as soon as he walks in the door and engages with him. They go out of their way to say how much they love him.
The hygienist explains every single thing she's doing, she answers his thousands of questions, and she lets him touch every piece of equipment and every instrument she'll be using (and even the ones she won't be using) during the exam.
The world needs more Victors to teach others patience, to see the world through the eyes of new discovery, and to slow down. And the world needs more people like his dentist and hygienist. People who know how to look beyond the annoyance and frustration to the prince or princess inside.
Today he was especially excited to tell them about his first wiggly tooth. The dentist decided to help Victor out by pulling that tooth for him.
So tonight, if he's lucky, that tooth will be exchanged for some prized coins. And when I say lucky, I'm telling you he'll have to be really lucky because it's been years since our tooth fairy has actually remembered to deliver the money in the middle of the night. She's more likely to just look at the recently pulled tooth and say, "How wonderful! Go get a dollar out of my coin jar."
I don't think that's going to fly with this guy, though. Better put the Good Doctor on Tooth Fairy duty tonight. Maybe he's more likely to get the job done.
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