Losing a tooth seems just a part of life to all adults; since we have all been through it. But, to a five year old it can be devastating...or so I discovered today when one of my twins came home with his first loose tooth. Of course his brothers teeth are perfectly intact, not one wobble yet. So needless to say he has decided to give up eating and just wait until the tooth falls out. “what if I don’t want my tooth to fall out?” he said. So I explained how the tooth fairy works hoping this would ease his mind-but it didn’t.
I thought of wiggling it tonight while he sleeps just to move the process along. But then I remembered the vow I had made for when I had children, never become mom or dad!
My dad after getting annoyed with me wiggling my tooth until it was so loose that breathing too hard would end it all, decided to introduce me to tying a string around it.
This ended up being a onetime recon mission since I was the oldest and the guinea pig. My brother was left alone thankfully.
So even though the temptation is there, I cannot cave and help this tooth along in anyway. Nature must take its course and hopefully pave the way for the rest of his mouth.
You are very wise to just wait. I knew the end of the tooth fairy "treats" was coming when I heard my mother coming up the stairs singing some stupid song about being the tooth fairy and coming to get Shonda's tooth. My brother and I were sleeping in the same room since it was the coolest one on the second floor. He looked over at me, shook his head, and said, "You know this is the last time?" I nodded. But, my reward was ALL the change in my father's pocket, which was about a dollar.
ReplyDeleteMy daughter is about to lose one of her bottoms. It is "hanging by a string". I cannot keep count at how many times I told her that. I don't think I helped matters much when I told her that Grandma Yvonne was held down while he dad pulled it out. The next think I know she walks back into the room with her mouth scotch-taped.
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ReplyDeleteWe tied one end of a string to a golf ball and the other end to my oldest son's first loose tooth. It didn't work, but he had fun trying to putt it out:)
ReplyDeleteMy great uncle came up to me with a wrench and offered to pull it out for me (and remove my nose at the same time).
ReplyDeleteBut we were very lucky. My Aunt Carol was an assistant to an oral surgeon so she would put on a surgical mask and gloves (and my brother or I would get to assist). Then, she'd put a q-tip with some of the numbing stuff (I don't know what it's called) around the tooth before she pulled it out. We only saw my aunt about every other week, so my brother and I were desperate not to let that tooth fall out before Aunt Carol could take care of it for us.
Who cares about trying to get the tooth out? It will eventually, one way or another. Kids can't resist fiddling with them.
ReplyDeleteThe hard part is remembering to sneak the money under their pillow before going to bed yourself. Have you ever had a kid wake up and check for the money and not find it? What I did was to hide the quarters in my hand, get on my hands and knees, and pretend to search for the money which "must have gotten knocked on the floor in the night."
I like Steph's uncle's wrench idea, (although I would use pliers). Just take 'em all out at once and be done with it.