Loosing Teeth

Today we said goodbye to the very first baby tooth to pop out of my little boy's head (not the first to fall out, that happened a few weeks ago, this one was the first tooth he cut as a baby though). I remember very clearly, he always cut the tooth on the left before the right (Yes, for anyone that is wondering I am a bit Type A).

I should back up first and mention that when the very first tooth to fall out became loose about 6 weeks ago, I was literally on the verge of tears. No, it can't be! You're still in pre-school, you're too little, oh no you're going to start looking so goofy with those big horse teeth! I had visions of securing it in place with duct tape. He, on the other hand, was overjoyed.

I think I've handled this second one a little better. Just before lunchtime he came downstairs a bit upset because his tooth felt awful. I still vividly remember this feeling as a kid of the crooked tooth hanging sideways as you bit down. And that awful unexpected cruch you'd get. ICK! Of course I couldn't even look at it in his mouth, except through the camera lense. Nasty stuff. My mom was over for a visit, and she's almost as worthless as me when it comes to anything bloody. So I offered to take him next door to have the Army vet give it a tug. But he sat down and pulled it out himself a few minutes later. Thank God I didn't have to touch it!

The only good part about this whole experience is how incredibly easy the Tooth Fairy has been getting off around here. When the first tooth came out I asked him what he thought the Tooth Fairy might leave him. Without delay he announced, "a shiny new dime". Not kidding! And boy was he thrilled to get it. I later found out that it is because the Bearenstain Bears got a dime. Today he suggested maybe he'd get 5 cents. But the Tooth Fairy would never be so cheap, another shiny dime it is.

And this is what happens when we have a very busy day, with a friend over. We started out with breakfast at Mount Bakery, then the Farmer's Market, then home/park next door, all with our friend Saquoyah over. When Saquoyah's mom came to get him at 5:30 we invited her and Saquoyah's two little brothers to stay for dinner and another trip to the park (where we had the fun of yelling at unaccompanied minors that were throwing rocks everywhere). They finally left at 8, and this little guy conked out right at the end of our story tonight (Abiyoyo). I love it when he falls asleep during our story, it is so rare and so sweet.