The tooth fairy is making her second visit to our home tonight, but it is the first "real" visit. In June Kyle had a tooth pulled, and she came for that tooth. (He'd had a small cavity in the fall, but in May it got infected through the tooth. In an adult tooth it would mean a root canal, but you wouldn't do that to a baby tooth.)
Kyle's two middle teeth on the bottom began wiggling just before we went to Tennessee, so for six weeks we have been watching the wiggle progression. They have been getting pretty darn wiggly! In the car this afternoon Kyle was drinking out of a straw and shouted, "Mom! My tooth!" I asked what, and he said, "It's out!! I dropped it!"
We immediately pulled over for this milestone occasion and found the tooth. We looked in his mouth. We did high fives. Yep, we make a big deal out of things like this. :-)
It actually makes me a little tearful. What a big boy he is becoming. He is losing his baby teeth, because he is no longer a baby. He's going to go through such a visible change in his appearance as he loses and grows teeth. The awkward stage of teeth that seem too big for his mouth, or are half grown. His perfect row of chicklet teeth will be a thing of the past. It hurts my heart a little.
But, baby teeth or no baby teeth, this boy will never stop being my baby.
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Congrats Kyle!! I remember this wiigly tooth when you visited us in Macomb. :) Have fun in kindergarten.
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