Penelope went to the dentist for the first time today. I hadn't planned on having her seen, but the dentist said he likes to get them used to seeing him early on (he doesn't charge for these early visits, so I figure he actually cares; he seems great). She just sat there and smiled at him for a while, and then I pried open her mouth. He said she just cut her first molar, which I knew, and she's about to cut another one. Everything looks healthy for her!