The tooth-fairy commeth
G has a wiggly tooth. For real this time (as opposed to the past year he’s been telling us he has a wiggly tooth — all the way in the back of his mouth 🙂 ). But yeah, front bottom left incisor is getting ready to make an exit.
And I’m not ready.
I’m not ready for missing teeth. Honestly? They kinda creep me out. And I have a whole thing with saliva, so helping someone extract a tooth with all the drooling? Pass!
And missing teeth-wholes are not cute. The little sharp, saw-blade teeth that come up? Why? The baby teeth weren’t serrated. Why do adult teeth have to be?
Plus this starts off a whole trend of growing up, with pre-teenage-hood and smelliness, armpit hair, and kids that don’t call me “mommy” anymore.
Blah!
Meanwhile, the “tooth-fairy” is ready with a 2 dollar bill. A new toothbrush head (the boys have electric toothbrushes) is also on it’s way.
Just PLEASE make this teething round not nearly the painful experience it was the first time around!
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