So Helen's bottom front teeth are wiggling. We discovered this at her last dentist visit a few weeks ago. But now one of them is finally wiggling... a lot. This is cause for celebration in our house because Helen has been Desperate with a capital D to lose a tooth. Everyone in her class has lost teeth and even the kindergarteners are starting to lose them before her so there is pride at stake here. She has been very excited- until today. Oh the roller coaster of emotions that surround childhood events. She did not eat today, at all, until dinner. She kept saying she's not hungry and dumb Mama took until tonight to figure out that A). It hurts to eat on a wiggly tooth and B). We are now a little scared about it falling out- in that there might be blood. She finally ate an omelet tonight. But, backtracking a minute, Helen sometimes gets bloody noses. As in blood pouring out the nose at random times. And she freaks out about it. So one minute she is wiggling the tooth frantically back and forth and the next, she is trying to keep it in.
Drama number two is that I am going out of town Saturday morning for 4 days. Now is when I admit that this drama is mine alone. As in, "Please don't lose your tooth while Mommy's gone. I don't want to miss it!" I know, it's sad. I'm pathetic. I am near tears at the thought that Helen will lose her first tooth and I won't be here for it. Cue rational adults to say "There will be many more" "it's just a tooth" "Get over it!"
So to ease everyone's drama, the tooth fairy was busy at her sewing machine tonight making something special for the occasion whether Mama's here or not.
