I feel like we’ve gotten to the point where my boys don’t
have a lot of “firsts” and it’s a little bittersweet that they’re growing up so
fast.
About a week or so ago, A noticed that W had a permanent
tooth coming in behind a baby tooth.
After a little Googling, it seemed that this was fairly common, but if
the baby tooth didn’t come out soon, it may have to be pulled to make room for
the permanent tooth. On Monday, we realized
that W’s baby tooth had gone from not at all wiggly to a little wiggly. When he arrived home from school yesterday,
it wiggled a bit more. W is obsessed
with time… he always wants to know how much time something will take or when it
will happen. Naturally, he asked when his
tooth would come out. I guessed it would
happen this weekend. Lo and behold,
after dinner, W yelled, “Mommy! Mommy!...” “What?”
“My tooth came out!” A and I were
both shocked that it happened so quickly and he was so excited.
The tooth fairy visited last night and now S is anxiously
awaiting his turn to lose a tooth.
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