I took Hayden for pizza - his request. While eating he said, "this pizza is hurting teeth." I inspected and informed him that he had a loose tooth. He couldn't concentrate on ANYTHING else the rest of the day. I found him several times in deep thought... Some of his comments:
"Mom, I don't know how to make a paper wad."
"Paper Wad" is his kindergarten teacher's term for a wad of tissue shoved in the empty space to help stop the bleeding.
"Mom, I don't like blood. It makes me sick. Is it going to bleed?"
"Mom, I need to call Tobe to ask him how it is going to feel when it falls out."
He then called Tobe and asked his question. I kept asking Hayden if Tobe had hung up, because Hayden wasn't talking. He would whisper "No, Tobe's talking." This happened several times. For those who know Tobe, you will understand that Tobe loves to talk. :)
(12:00 ish) he came home from school and couldn't eat his spaghetti o's... just too hard huh?? He went into the bathroom to inspect. He came with a "paper wad" in his mouth and his TEENY TINY TOOTH in his fingers. I turned to look and the tooth tumbled to the carpet... We searched and searched and finally gave up.
He called his dad immediately;
"Dad, GOOD NEWS!! I lost my tooth. I didn't even get sick with the blood."
I took his picture just now (4:28 pm) and came down to blog - there was the tiny tooth.
The tooth fairy can visit tonight!!
My kids are growing up.... I don't know how I feel about this....