On Friday, August 2oth...
the tooth saga started...
we were with the Martin girls at C.E. Ch*eese...one last playdate before school..
.L had taken a bite of ice cream...and then,
"AAAHH...I JUST BROKE MY TOOTH!!!"
(screaming...crying...blood...screaming...crying...drama...blood...get the picture?)
** after leaving..a 9*1*1* call to Mangie was made ...to see if she could whip up a tooth fairy pillow of some sort...and I got online and ordered a few goodies myself....book, etc.
The tooth was getting looser and looser by the day....not only did she have the anxiety of starting K..but now the anxiety of eating and hitting the tooth was thrown in the mix....but hey, she thought she was hot stuff having a loose tooth to show her new friends.....and even hotter stuff when she saw the teacher had a chart to record lost teeth...and it was blank....game on!!
Fast Forward to Wed. 8/25-
The tooth was loose and wiggly...but not doing the horizontal dangle hanging on one root yet...but loose nonetheless...I had a feeling it would be any day...she was ready for it to be out!! The tooth was getting in the way of snack time at school, and she loves snack time.:)
We came home from school, she was starving and tired...so I broke the "you can't eat in the living room and watch tv" rule...she wanted some mac and ch*eese......apparently when you inhale your food, and don't chew it....you can swallow your tooth;(
I was in the kitchen getting dinner ready, and I heard.
"WhAT?!"
"MOMMY>>I LOST MY TOOTH!!!" (as she came running into the kitchen)
"WHAT? SHOW ME? WHERE IS YOUR TOOTH?"
(all caps because we were both so excited)
L- "OH, i don't know!"
me- "did it fall out?" "where is it? did you drop it?.let's go look!"
L-"oh, i think i feel it in my throat!"
(screaming...crying...drama...no blood....screaming...crying...panic)
L-" NOW I WON"T GET ANY MONEY!!"
**so after calming her down...and reassuring her that this has happened to a lot of other kiddos...and the tooth fairy would accept a note......and she would still get some money......she wrote her note.......on her own....needed help spelling "lost"..and "ate"
then got worked up again...so, we put a call in to her teacher(yes..really) she reassured her...told her to write a note....and this time she was fine...since it came from her teacher
she was so excited...we read her book...tucked the note into the tooth pocket....found the perfect spot...and then...PANIC!
"I DON"T WANT HER TO COME IN MY ROOM!!" "CAN I SLEEP WITH YOU? WILL SHE TOUCH ME? CAN I KEEP MY EYES OPEN? HOW BIG IS SHE? YOU KNOW I DON"T LIKE SLEEPING IN MY BED WHEN THE EAS*TER BUNNY OR SAN*TA COME EITHER!!"
**After letting her know the tooth fairy was little...came in and did her job like a flash.....and was more afraid of big kids sleeping in their beds since she was so tiny...she was fine...and OUT!
( sometime before today..i wanted a few more pics of all her baby teeth)
(I know it's a long post..want to remember)
