Miles had a dentist appointment this afternoon. He was at first pretty excited about the party decorations in the room (it was the assistants birthday today) as well as the fancy chair that goes up and down. He sat through his first X-rays and hoped that was the end of the appointment. He did pretty well during his cleaning appointment, and thought all the tools were pretty cool. While he asked every two seconds if he was 'all done' he never cried or complained. He just said that the cleaning brush tickled.