Lost Tooth

Nate lost his first tooth! It's been loose for awhile, but yesterday seemed to be holding on by a thread. He takes after his great-grandmother and Uncle Will, hates the site of blood and a splinter sends him over the edge. As soon as we started talking about the Tooth Fairy his patients with the tooth wore thin and the wanted it out NOW. We weren't about to try any of the stunts we all tried as kids to get it out thinking he might pass out so we told him if he wanted it out he'd have to pull it out himself. Before we could blink he grabbed hold of it and out it came. He was wide eyed and shocked, just holding it in his hand before slowly letting it fall from his fingers onto the bed. Jake and I started cheering, not even believing what he had just done. It took him a minute to celebrate with us. We took a look into his mouth to see the now open space along with some blood. Jake played it very cool and told him he should drink some water. I was praying the little bit of blood wouldn't trickle from his mouth or get on his hand or we might have real trouble on our hands. He drank his water and proudly smiled into the mirror....no blood in site...relief. He promptly made phone calls to his Nana, Gran and girl-friend Olivia to share the news. It was priceless.

Meanwhile I picked up the tiny tooth examining it. I was happy and sad all at the same time. I remember so clearly when that tooth made it's debut. The excitement of that first baby tooth.....now the excitement of loosing it.