Showing posts with label tooth fairy. Show all posts
Showing posts with label tooth fairy. Show all posts

January 20, 2010

She came!

That's right, folks. The tooth fairy made her appearance last night and M was pleased. Really though, we don't want her to come back to this house for at least a couple of more years.

Here we are...ready to put his tooth under his pillow!

Thanks, Miss Tooth Fairy!

January 19, 2010

M's new smile


Today was the day. Daddy took M to the dentist to get his sick tooth taken out. We started priming him yesterday for what was going to happen and he understood. In fact, he told us, "...but I need my tooth." We assured him we just needed to make room for his big boy tooth that will come in later. According to Andrew, he was visibly nervous by the time they called them back into the room where the procedure would take place so the dentist quickly explained things and they got going.

It was all done in a matter of minutes because the tooth was and had been dead for quite some time. M experienced a little discomfort throughout the procedure, but was able to keep himself composed enough to listen to directions and let the dentist do what she needed to do. We are so proud of our little man for his display of self control and well...bravery.

The tooth fairy came to our house while he was away and left some pretty cool toys as a reward for acting like such a big boy. She said that because this tooth had to be pulled and didn't fall out on its own, she would make a special trip. She's coming back tonight to take the tooth he leaves under his pillow.

He also decided that chocolate ice cream was in order.
We agreed.



In the end, this was much harder on me than it appears it was for M. I really did not want this to happen, but I of course knew it had to be taken care of. As crazy as it sounds, I just don't ever want him to be afraid or experience any pain. That's doable...right? Sadly, I know it's probably not.

Someday, we'll be able to laugh about how if M ever fell...it was on his face. Let's recap. In M's 3 short years, he's been to the ER twice (once for a really busted lip, once for 13 stitches in his forehead). Now, we've had a tooth pulled as a result of a fall and there have been countless goose eggs and bruises...all on his face! I hope I can survive his adolescence.

For now though, he and Mimi are playing hide and seek...
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