First Kindergarten, now she’s losing her teeth??? What’s next?? Emma’s too scared of needles to get a tattoo and piercing her ears hasn’t been the best experience, so hopefully we won’t have any more baby book entries any time soon!
It’s official, Emma was visited by the Molenator last Thursday. Watch Santa Clause 2 and you’ll see that the Tooth Fairy wants a more butch name and contemplates the Molenator. Emma told me the next morning that she got her Tooth Fairy Pillow and held onto it for dear life so that when the Tooth Fairy/Molenator tried to get the tooth, she would wake up. She has what 19 more tries, so I’ll bet she gets a little more creative to try and catch the Tooth Fairy/Molenator!
Emma and Ellie’s Meme and Papaw came over for dinner on Thursday and Papaw took a look at Emma’s tooth for her. Dustin, much like his Dad, have the same theory when it comes to home doctoring. Why go to the hospital when I can stitch you up? Dustin would have been able to get the tooth out, but it didn’t help with me right over his shoulder going, “Ooooo, eeeee, don’t hurt her. We’ve got alot of these to go and you don’t want to make this a bad experience for Emma.” One might call it annoying, pestering, irritating, etc. I call it motherly love. . .and Emma has a memory on her!
Needless to say, Papaw got a Kleenex and started wiggling the tooth. Emma said with a mouthful of Papaw’s fingers, “tat’s ta wong toof.” Her tooth was so small that Papaw had to wiggle her loose tooth and was barely touching the others! But enough for Emma to notice!
I managed to get my camera right in time for Emma’s 1st tooth to come out. She was on cloud nine! Emma was jumping around and dancing. . .until she got a piece of toilet paper and saw the dot of blood. My daughter cannot handle the sight of blood and dry heaving and gagging is involved. She said that she could taste the blood and had the look in her eyes and waited in front of the trash can for her near vomit moment to pass. Once the bleeding stopped, the dancing commenced!
Dr. Papaw, D.D.S. inspecting the loose tooth.
Emma’s tooth.
“I can’t believe my tooth came out. I can’t believe it’s out. It was there yesterday, and now it’s not. I need to go was my tooth so I can get the germs off of it.”
Ellie heard something about money being traded for teeth and had Papaw work his magic on a few of hers!
Emma’s Tooth Fairty Pillow she helped Nana make over the summer.
I know, I know, the angle I took this picture makes that teeny, tiny pillow look huge as well as the two dollars that are the size of Emma’s head!
Okay, that picture is a little more realistic.
This was the second time Emma woke up that next morning. I was greeted by a little toothless girl at 5:34 a.m. telling me that the Tooth Fairy came and left two dollars. How many more times am I going to be waked up because of the Tooth Fairy/Molenator? Times that by two because Ellie will be at this stage in three years. . .ohh dear.
Emma before we left for school. What a cute smile! She got to make an announcement to her class and show them her new smile. She was so proud!
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