Snaggle-tooth

Our Princess lost her first tooth on Monday. (She's missing three, but the other two were pulled by the dentist, so they weren't lost) It happened at school during lunch. I had told her she needed to get them pulled at school so she could get the cool tooth necklace the office would give her(I don't do wiggly teeth...yuck!). Otherwise, her daddy would pull it out when she got home. I sent an apple for lunch, but she has already learned to eat with her incisors, so I wasn't sure that would work. I visited her at lunch and noticed that the tooth was hanging on for dear life. You could actually see the root.

"Just let me grab a napkin and yank it, please?" I begged.

"mm--mm," She wouldn't even open her mouth. So I told her again that her daddy would pull it when we got home and went on to my next class.

About twenty minutes later I heard about some child that screamed at the top of her lungs in the cafeteria, so loud the teachers left the teacher's lounge to find out what was going on! Had to be Our Princess. I figured that she had finally gotten a good bite of that apple. When I went to pick her up later, they told me that her classmate had pulled it out. In her words,

"I tell him to pull it out and he put his finger and punched it and I was mad at him 'cause I didn't know he was gonna pull it out that hard and I'm gonna be mad at him forever."

(We'll talk about forgiveness another day...she's forgiven him from what I can tell, but she has yet to thank him)

So She got her necklace and brought it home...Unfortunately, the Tooth Fairy had a hard time finding the necklace...so then next morning we put it on the counter and El Ratón snatched it and left a dollar. (we kind of mix our cultures in certain things...I was not going to have a bunch of teeth on my roof!)

So anyways, one tooth down, the one next to it is loose now...