For several months Jakob has had a tooth loose. It was only a tad loose and never changed from week to week. We waited and waited. We started to think he might have knocked it a little loose when he bite into a fork a few months back and it wasn't because of his adult tooth coming up. And then it happened. The tooth next to the kind of loose tooth became really loose. He played with it for weeks and eventually he could lay it flat onto his lip with his tongue. Eeewe!!
If you haven't heard already, George is a little paranoid about kid things. He gets himself a little worked up about infections and became infatuated with Jakob's tooth. One day he flipped the tooth down and could see the new tooth coming in. This had to be bad and the tooth had to come out. Jakob gave him one chance and George didn't get it out. So the tooth stayed. We skied with the worry the tooth might fall out in the snow. It didn't.
Our first night in the hotel in Denver with George working a conference, I convinced Jakob to let me try to pull the tooth out right before bed. If I didn't get it Jakob informed me I could have another chance when we got home. I think he was ready for the tooth to come out. I pulled quickly and .... no tooth. There was however blood.
The next morning at 6:30 a.m. Jakob asks if it is light outside. We said yes, but go back to sleep it's too early. At 6:31 a.m. Jakob screams he thinks he lost his tooth. George and I hop out of bed to find Jakob sitting up with his lips pierced and the tooth sticking out of his mouth. He had sucked in and the tooth had popped out. (I know I helped it with my pull the night before, right?)
He will not give this tooth to the Tooth Fairy because it is his first and he wants to keep it. He is hoping the next one will fall out soon.
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