A week ago today, Liam lost his first tooth (He's five for those of you following at home). He was so proud, we were thrilled for him, and it was a big deal. The Tooth Fairy left him a dollar and Liam got that wide-eyed look of wonder that accompanies all children when they realize that a trip to the Dollar Store is immanent.
Aidan (age three) thought this Tooth Fairy business was some scary shiznit. I mean, some crazy fairy comes and takes your teeth from inside your mouth and all you get is some blood, a cheap ass treasure chest, and a lousy paper thing under your pillow that doesn't even have a sticky side to it. I could see the panic clearly written on his poor little face. "And all this happens at Big Boy School?" he thought. "WTF? I'm never going to that place."
Every time he couldn't find something, the poor thing accused the Tooth Fairy of taking it. Whether it was a truck, the toothpaste, or his peanut butter sandwich you know it was that damned tooth stealing fairy.
Enter today. Exactly seven days into the Tooth Fairy Trauma.
I was about 30 minutes away when I get The Call. It's Rob. He sounds sort of...green. He says,"Don't freak out but Aidan fell at the McDonald's playplace and knocked his two front teeth in. He's really bloody and I...I'm taking him to the ER."
I tell Rob I'll meet him there. I mutter a few panicked expletives and make haste for the hospital. By the time I arrive, poor Aidan's mouth is swollen and he can barely talk. After much fuss, he is released with strict dietary orders and an appointment with the pediatric dentist on Monday to determine whether or not the teeth stay.
After all the drama, the poor little dear asked on last thing as he lay his head down to sleep. "Is the Tooth Fairy coming?" he asked, in that pathetic lispy little voice. I did what any mother would do, under such circumstances. I told him that if the tooth fairy showed up, I was going to beat her up. No way was the tooth fairy coming for my baby's teeth!
He is resting peacefully now.
OMG!! Poor kid. I know how traumatic this is because the same dang thing happened to Cole. 3 of his front teeth. I just posted a blog about this. It was AWFUL!!! Very painful. He wouldn't eat with his front teeth for a year. One of the teeth should have come out but he wouldn't touch it. I am so sorry for little Aidan.
Posted by: Melodie Pullen | December 13, 2008 at 07:38 AM
OMG!! Poor kid. I know how traumatic this is because the same dang thing happened to Cole. 3 of his front teeth. I just posted a blog about this. It was AWFUL!!! Very painful. He wouldn't eat with his front teeth for a year. One of the teeth should have come out but he wouldn't touch it. I am so sorry for little Aidan.
Posted by: Melodie Pullen | December 13, 2008 at 07:43 AM