I know what you’re all thinking: Wow, that was quick! The tooth has only been wiggly for a couple of days!

Nevertheless, it’s out! And here’s the story:

Yesterday morning we had a bit of drama. Ethan went to brush his teeth before school and soon came running out of the bathroom screaming, with blood all over his face and hands. Seems he had gone to open the flip-top toothpaste lid in his usual way — with his teeth.

I know. OUCH.

After that, the tooth became a lot wigglier. The gum had gone black underneath the tooth, so once we got to school I took him to see the dental nurse. She checked the tooth and said it looked fine, and that it would come out VERY soon. The blackness was just blood inside his gums, and nothing to worry about. She offered to pull it out then and there, but Ethan said no. So he went back to class and his teacher and I said the tooth would probably come out when he ate something.
But … when I picked him up, I discovered that the only thing he had eaten ALL DAY was a small mandarin. And he only ate that because his teacher carefully pushed each segment way into the back of his mouth so he could chew it. She’d tried to coax him to eat more, but he wouldn’t. Still, that’s above and beyond the call of duty in my opinion!

Needless to say, he was starving by 3 o’clock. And pale. And lethargic. When we got home I tried to get him to eat some soft food. He took one small bite of his sandwich and then screamed and spat it out, saying his tooth was sore. I gave him some Pamol and made him a banana berry smoothie. Then I put a DVD on and told him to sit there and wiggle his tooth until the movie was finished. He spent the rest of the afternoon sitting on the couch, wiggling his tooth, looking dejected and saying things like “how will I live?” … such a drama King!!

When Rob came home from work, I’d had enough of Ethan moping around and being miserable. I said “pull it”. And he did. I think Ethan was quite surprised to discover that it didn’t hurt and hardly bled.

The Tooth Fairy visited last night and left him $2. Generous, I know. But I figured 50 cents wouldn’t be much of a reward for him, considering he’d have to wait for another 3 teeth to fall out before he could buy something at the $2 shop (which is what he said he wanted to do with the money). So $2 per tooth is the going rate in this house.

He’s extremely proud of his “missing tooth”. He’s going to talk about it at school today. His friend Cian was in awe when he saw Ethan’s new smile this morning! Too cute!