Teeth

I have a six year old so naturally, one would expect that I am really excited about the milestones of said six year old.  I am, truly, except for one thing, this whole loose tooth, gaping holes, and bleeding at the dinner table business.

When Riley lost her first tooth, she pulled it out on her own in the bathroom. No crying, no dramatic exit, just pulled it out and brought it to us. So cute, I thought, and also, mostly, “oh thank the lord I didn’t have to pull that puppy on my own.”

 Second tooth was lost at school during snack time. We are pretty sure she ate it because tooth is still MIA. Then we had to write the tooth fairy a note. That was fairly exhausting.

Now we are in what I like to call the Nanny McPhee stage. She has lost three teeth and one top tooth is hanging on to dear life. I honestly can’t look at her mouth without cringing. Her tooth bleeds without warning when she twists it the wrong way, bumps it, or tries to eat something. And, it sticks out of her mouth far past the normal limit. See exhibitA.

Please also note that these teeth are falling out at record speed. It took this lady what seemed like six months to even have one tooth pop up as a baby so I guess she is making up for lost time in the dental region. I’m just hoping for a tooth fairy break.