The Loss of a Tooth

Michelle lost her second front tooth tonight.

When she came home from school she kept playing with her tooth but I can't stand the feel of pulling a tooth out. And since I have an expert tooth-puller for a husband, I told her to wait until her dad came home. Unfortunately, she had track practice followed by a birthday party so it wouldn't be until bedtime that she'd see her dad. But loose teeth aren't that patient.

The birthday party was for Michelle's neighbor friend. When my neighbor brought Michelle home she was carrying a small packet of paper towel so I knew there was a story coming. It turns out that like me, my neighbor can't stand pulling teeth on her own children, let alone someone else's. But what could she do? The tooth was dangling after Michelle took a bite of pizza. My neighbor begged her husband to pull the tooth but he didn't want Michelle to get upset with him. So much to her chagrin, my neighbor pulled the tooth, with absolutely no crying or fanfare from Michelle (shock of all shocks!).

Thanks Maggie! Good to know we now have 3 dentists in the cul-de-sac.