Me: Den-tist. We're going to see Dr. Moses.
Gianna: Mowess. Awww. So tiny. Cute.
(Quick pause to try and figure out what she thought I said.)
Me: (realizing her train of thought) No Gianna, not baby Moses from the Bible story.....Dr. Moses. He's not a baby.
Gianna: Big boy!
Me: Well, he's actually not a boy. He's a man. A big man. He's going to look at your teeth.
Gianna: Big man? See him? Hug him!
Our last dentist visit was an emergency one when she fell and broke her tooth. I was a little tentative about how she'd react this time, but she was amazing. She did everything they asked her even when she was notably nervous. Dr. Moses told me that most 3 year olds don't do nearly as well as she did, much less 2 year olds. Good girl, Gianna! After her exam, she got off the table and ran to the dentist and said, "Hi Moses!" The girls got a kick out of that. Then she said, "Big man." :)