The Lost Tooth
Well, these pics are a bit overdue.
Just after Gage's 6th birthday, he lost his first tooth.
It was wiggly & loose for a few days. One morning, he woke up, took a bath, and then when he came into my bathroom after his bath, I realized as he was talking to me that his little smile was different! The tooth was gone! I told him that his tooth was gone, and he was both excited & panicky. Where was the tooth!? We found it in the sheets of the bed. It fell out in the middle of the night. How lucky are we that we found it, and how lucky are we that it was very un-traumatic?? Very!
We were all set for go w/ the Tooth Fairy...
...until the night came.
Gage is not keen on any super hero, or fairytale character, or even Santa breaking into our home in the middle of the night, and he took particular dislike to the Tooth Fairy when he learned that not only does she come into your home while you sleep, but she comes into your room, and she reaches under your pillow... Yeah, that's about as far as that story went! He was out. Forget it. Didn't matter in that moment if she left him a brick of gold, or made all of his dreams come true. He wanted no part of that action.
And so....we used his cute little Tooth Fairy pillow, and hung it on his little corkboard.
...and miraculously, in the middle of the night, the Tooth Fairy must have come! He got 5 gold $1 coins in that itty-bitty-pillow pocket!
He came into our room in the middle of the night to share his excitement.
(Sorry for the poor quality pictures: I took them with my iphone. Sorry for the delay in posting, but (1) I JUST NOW uploaded pics from my iphone, for the first time ever, and (2) CLEARLY I'm behind in blogging.)