Double the Treasure.

A couple of months ago, Izzy told me his bottom front teeth were loose. They would barely move, but they did. I am not one for these types of situations, so my solution was for him to wiggle them on his own. I am also not one for germs or touching your mouth so like a complete germaphobe, I requested he do it with a baby wipe in hand to create a germ barrier or with his tongue.

Shark Teeth

After a visit to the dentist for a cleaning and check-up, we knew it was important to get these teeth out because his adult teeth have already broke through and they need room and also, it is unattractive to look like a shark with multiple rows of teeth. I knew we were close, so tonight I just told him I would read his favorite book while he wiggled and twisted those puppies out. While he was wiggling he said, "I sure wish my Daddy was a Dentist, it would make my life so much easier right now!"
It didn't take much, one single tear and then POP! the first one was out!

Baby Tooth #1!

He was so excited he ran to tell everyone and check on himself in the mirror.  When he decided it didn't hurt much at all and he looked pretty good, he was determined to get #2 out.

Working on #2!

A couple of minutes later and a few bloody baby wipes and we had not one, but two first teeth out and inside the Teeth Treasure Chest I made for just this occasion.  10/10/2011, my sweet boy lost the very first teeth that kept us up on a couple of nights as a 4 month old.  While I'm sad, I thought I would be a little more emotional  than this. Maybe because I had so much notice and we are months behind all of his friends in the tooth loss game. Either way, I think I am so proud because he was so brave! Anyone who knows my Izzy, knows he is as dramatic as a Telenovelas actor and so I was prepared for a battle. I guessed wrong. He said it hurt, but he did it all himself. I thought for sure the first sight of blood would send us over the edge, but no, we just went through a pile of baby wipes, like no big deal.

Double the Treasure.

Which brings me to the tooth fairy. Do we or Don't we? My parents did, which is very unlike the rest of my childhood. I went to the store and bought an unfinished chest that I later painted,  because I thought it has a lock and I could save his teeth safely and I will just see how he feels about things as it happened. Well, he shocked me tonight with the, "Look Mom, I know there is no tooth fairy. It just doesn't make sense. No one told me about it, I just figure it doesn't make sense. I've never seen no fairy and how do they get in your room? How do they get money in there? What do they do with your teeth? It's not real. So I know it has to be an adult like you guys." So all of my worrying was for nothing because all I had to say was, "Whatever you believe is fine with me Izzy, lets just put your teeth in the Treasure Chest for safe keeping and tomorrow you will have a treasure and you can decide how it got there." He was super happy about that and I was happy not to fib about something he was so not into anyway.

Then, to my surprise, after they were both out and I was wishing him a great nights rest, he said, "I will know she is real if she leaves me a note...not just money." So guess I'm writing a note tonight too.

My next issue ....

What is the going rate for a tooth these days? Because I am pretty sure my parents stepped the reward game up about 20 notches. They each gave me $5 to pass on to the treasure chest and I haven't even given to the tooth fund yet! I don't think they thought this through because 2 boys with lots of teeth....they may need to retire at some point.

I was hoping to get to bed early since I haven't taken a breath since 2 weeks ago Thursday, but instead I am going to have to stay up to ensure he is completely out before I sneak in his room. Let's pray I don't fall asleep before I do, because Izzy wakes before the sun and Mommy does not.