Sunday, February 8, 2009

Loose Tooth

Oldest has his first loose tooth. I'm excited for him. It means he is growing up. I'm also sad because it means he is growing up.

I lost my first tooth when I was five. I remember I was on my grandparents porch. I cried and cried. My mom told me if we left the toothfairy a note she would leave the tooth along with any money. I stil have that tooth and the note in my baby book.

Oldest had been sucking on his shirt all day. I asked him to stop several times. At dinner he excitedly says, "MOM, MY TOOTH IS LOOSE!" Sure enough. Explains the shirt sucking. We talked about what it means to loose a tooth, that he shouldn't play with it with his tongue too much and let it fall out on its own, that there might be some blood when it does fall out, about the toothfairy.

He was very pensive, worried about the blood. He decided that if he had a wet washcloth it would stop the bleeding. How would he eat, brush his teeth with a loose tooth? How many teeth will he loose altogether? I told him that he will need to take extra good care of his big kid teeth. He will need to keep them forever. I have confidence in him. He's grown up so much.

He doesn't want to give up his tooth.

I told him that we would write a note for the tooth fairy and I was sure she would leave it for him.

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