This little "baby" boy of mine lost his first tooth last night. If you know Sam in real life, you know he's actually been without a tooth since 2019 creating the world's cutest gap for the last two years. However, that one was a result of damage (not shocking since he perceives life as a 24/7 parkour course) and isn't considered a first official wiggly lost tooth.
We had dentist check ups a couple weeks ago and the dentist warned me that he had two teeth that were getting loose, but he never monkeyed with them or wiggled them around so I assumed they weren't that loose. The, last night when he was eating a carrot, I heard him say, "Dad!" and held out his hand...and there was his little baby tooth.
He doesn't open his mouth real big so it was hard to get a good picture of his gap. The top one is the one that's been gone for two years, and the bottom is what he lost last night.
The business of baby teeth coming out and big teeth coming in is hard on this mama. It's that last shred of babyhood that I hold on to - those little chiclet teeth in there. When the big ones come it, it changes their forever look and makes them look soo sooo much older.
He didn't shed a single tear, but did ask a lot of questions. He asked why a big tooth was going to come when he's had a tooth gone "forever" and a big tooth never took it's place. We explained to him that now that he's older he can expect that big tooth anytime.
Payout for a first tooth is $5 around here and then $1 for all the subsequent teeth. Zayden got first tooth payment for this one since the last one was a bit of a flub! Whereas the other children were a fluttery excitement over losing a tooth, Zayden just took it calmly, put his money away, and moved on about his day.
Bonus picture of Zayden yesterday...he came out of his room and said, "I am so cooool."
Indeed, son. Indeed you are.
