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She Didn’t Know What Hit Her

25 Jun

Well, that’s not entirely accurate. She did know. He’s about 3 feet tall, weighing 35 or so pounds, blonde hair, blue eyes and wild with energy.

She definitely knew Nate clocked her in the kisser, what she didn’t know is that he knocked out her latest loose tooth.

Two Teefs, One Week

Before my mom picks up the phone to call me in horror (you still can mom, just finish reading first!) know that they were playing and no medical attention was needed. Sure, it was pretty rough playing and I’m not dismissing the seriousness of the punch. I just wanted to stress that the punch wasn’t thrown in anger. They were wrestling, giggling, all fun and games playing until someone gets a bloody mouth.

It wasn’t until I had Nate properly placed in time out while I tended to Nia that I realized there was a hole where a wobbly tooth once lived. Nia was calm through the check up but then I said, “He knocked out your tooth!” She then became hysterical that her precious pearly white was lost and feared that she wouldn’t get a tooth fairy visit. (She cried harder about that then the punch in the face.) The tiny tooth was recovered and all was well – well, except for the slugger in the corner.

He was punished (time out served, a intense talking-to and video game confiscated) but I believe the happiness Nia had about her missing tooth will be confusing for him. She practically thanked him. “The tooth fairy will come now!”

Tooth Watch 2009

10 Mar

For the past few months, Nia has been experiencing loose-tooth envy.  The way she tells it, every one of her friends either has a loose tooth or proudly sports a holey smile.  She would ask us why she didn’t have one yet.  When will she?  Can I push on them and make them loose?  She would also routinely think she finally had one and ask us to check to see if she was right.  We would touch the suspected tooth and respond with disappointing news.  Nope.  Not yet.

That all changed last week.  She finally felt her first real wobble!  She was so excited as I picked her up from after-school.  She came running down the hall holding the prized pearly white between her two tiny fingers, “I have a loost toof mommy!”

Now, she’s constantly asking us about it and preparing for the big day –

“When it will be ready to fall out?”
“What she can do to help make it fall out?
“Can we pull it yet?”
“Why will that hurt?”
“It hurts now.”
“Will it bleed?”
“After it falls out I will have 19 teeth.”
“If I don’t brush my teeth will it fall out faster?”
“I can’t eat that because my tooth might get lost in it and then the tooth fairy won’t come.”

Which leads to the big payoff –

“The tooth fairy is going to bring me two dollars.”

We have no idea where she got that dollar amount.  To me, you can’t put a price on something so precious.  Our baby girl is growing up so quickly.

Now on to worrying about how the tooth fairy will make the “exchange” without waking up the princess.  Sometimes I’m in awe about how our parents pulled it all off.

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