This morning, before playing checkers with him, I was reminded (repeatedly) that it was snacktime.
In an act of health, I reached for the apples.
Two bites in and there was some pain, some blood, some crying, and a very very loose tooth.
I was all, "Cool buddy! Ya gotta go see it in the mirror! It's just hanging there!"
and Isaac was all, "But it HURTS! I don't want it to hurt!"
I knew the mirror would work. Its fascinating to see all that "gore." A tooth laying horizontal in your mouth, slightly bloody?? That's the stuff childhood is made of, y'all.
I called him back to the game of checkers, but before he could even get down the stairs, he reached in, pulled, and out it came.
Anthony and I had a real quick discussion on what we were gonna do about the tooth fairy.
"Just like Santa?" "We'll tell him its us, but say it's the tooth fairy."
They play along anyway...especially when presents and/or money under your pillow is involved.
So now, all of the sudden I have a big boy AND a sewing project today. A cute "tooth holder" pillow thing is what I'm imagining. I'm sure the newborn, the toddler, the preschooler, and the big boy are gonna give me LOADS of time for that today.
Hope your Tuesday is just as exciting!