I took the boys to the dentist a couple of weeks ago, and Dr. Bob mentioned that Samuel’s two bottom front teeth were loose. He was a little surprised that Samuel hadn’t mentioned it because they were very loose.
Flash forward a couple of weeks, and Samuel mentions that his tooth hurts while he’s eating his cereal. Being the ultra-sensitive mother that I am, I told him to chew with his back teeth! As he’s getting ready to board the bus, Doug notices that his tooth is actually missing. We don’t know exactly when this happened, but the toooth has not ever been found. I was prepared for drama about what the tooth fairy would do for missing teeth. How do you prove that you actually “lost” the tooth?
Well, no worries, because when Samuel got off the bus that afternoon he had his secod tooth in a plastic bag. That’s right, two teeth in one day! Samuel was very worried that the tooth fairy wouldn’t find him at granny’s house, but he calmed down after we sent her an e-mail!
This is just one more thing forcing me to accept that he’s growing up. Making me even sadder was looking at his new big teeth that are coming in fast and furious. I had visual proof of what the dentist tells me every time we visit: