It's been months in the making. A first tooth getting more and more loose and a mommy dreading more and more the pulling. (Don't know why but it's like fingernails on a chalkboard for me!) Finally it got to the point that Gehrig was having to be careful not to eat things like apples because it hurt him. And seriously, it was barely hanging on...
Thankfully! I have two great friends who love to pull teeth. After Gehr's football game one night, Jen gave it a try. Unfortunately we didn't have floss or much to work with, so after a few tugs, we called it an evening. Sweet Jen was worried about hurting him too and he was getting more nervous the more we tried.
So the next morning, this is out it looked...I mean, it HAS to come out!
(But I'm not doing it!)
Enter friend #2...and some dental floss. She also didn't want to hurt him, but I urged her to PLEASE get it. And Gehr was motivated to get it out too before his sleepover party that night at a friend's house. (I couldn't let him go to a football party with a tooth hanging out of his mouth! He could've choked on it or lost it without me being there to see the first one! Either way, telling him that gave him an extra dose of bravery.)
Almost!
YAY!!! He was so happy and proud once it was out. :)
Fin was awesome, encouraging him and reminding him that he should expect a treat from losing his tooth. :)
Since then, he has carried it around with him everywhere in a little pouch that MayMay gave him. He got a little money under his pillow, but though excited, still asked, "How are fairies real? Do parents put the money under there? Did you?" I'm not good at all the pretend stuff and feeling like I may be lying so I was glad to be able to answer his last question honestly when I said, "no." After all, his daddy did. :)
