Thomas' First Lost Tooth!

Tonight, I am sure if any of my neighbors were out walking their dogs, they probably thought I was trying to kill Thomas.  His tooth was so loose and it had gotten to the point where it was bleeding, and I decided tonight was the night! Thomas, however, was not brave, nor was he cooperative.  I might add that James was also not at all helpful.  Through the crying and carrying on he threw his hands in the air and declared, "I can't handle this, I'm going downstairs!"  Admittedly, I really had no idea what I was doing, but now we all know that the tooth pulling will be up to me or the dentist in the future!  I was finally able to give the tooth a good yank and at the same time keep Thomas from pushing away from me and the tooth was out.  I was scared that the tooth would fall into his mouth and choke him.  I was glad that it came right out onto the Kleenex that I used to grip the tooth.  Once I had the tooth out of his mouth, I dramatically asked Thomas, "Ooh, where's your tooth?" He immediately moved his tongue to the hole and his normally large eyes got even larger.  He was still crying at this point. Then I said, "Why are you crying? Your tooth is out!" That changed it all, the crying stopped and it was time to clean up the blood and call the grandparents!

Until later,

Emily

P.S. You'll notice that his permanent tooth is already up quite a bit!