Raiders of the Lost Tooth

We just had a major event occur at the Corner Haus – but it included a fair amount of hysterics, weeping, wailing, and gnashing of teeth.

Minus one tooth.

Something is missing...

Notice anything?

Tooth... gone!

Ane has lost her very first tooth… and I’ve never known a child to get so freakin’ hysterical over it!

This all began a few days ago, while we were over at Great-Grandma and Great-Grandpa’s house, celebrating Christmas with them. Ane said to me, “Mommy, my tooth is really loose.”

The front bottom two had been loose for a while, but we were just letting things take their course. But when she said that to me, I peeked in her mouth. And what did I see?

Two grown-up teeth pushing their way in from behind.

And she was right… one tooth was really loose.

The wiggling over these last few days had the tooth hanging by a thread by this morning. I had a crack-0f-dawn dental appointment, and I told our family dentist (who last saw the kids in October and told me then that those teeth would be the first to go) that Ane’s tooth was just about ready to fall out and the adult teeth were pushing them from behind.

The dentist gave me a sharp look. “Ice down her gum and yank the tooth. I don’t want her swallowing it or inhaling it when it comes out.”

I gave Ane plenty of warning. “Dr. S. says the tooth has to come out today.”


“We’ll work on it after dinner tonight.”


And on it went.

Finally, I handed her an ice cube, sat down and read aloud the chapter in Ramona the Pest when Ramona loses her first tooth (in the middle of kindergarten class, no less) while Ane continued to fret and wail with an ice cube. After the chapter was over, and the ice had melted, I grabbed a piece of gauze, took Ane into the bathroom, and gave the tooth a tug.



Commence hysterics.

I have never, EVER seen a kid react like this to losing a tooth. Anyone else? Ane sobbed. She wanted to call Grandma. Then she could barely sob out her tale of woe to Grandma – “Mommy pulled out my tooth!!! WAAAH!!” Then she worried that the Tooth Fairy wouldn’t come. Then she continued to cry.

It was old before it even started, let me tell you. The Webmaster and I were losing patience with her.

She finally calmed down, took her bath, and placed her tooth (in a baggie) into her Tooth Fairy box that she made in preschool last year, and has been saving for this occasion.

Apparently, this is a day she hoped would never come.

She may change her tune tomorrow when the money starts flowing in. The Tooth Fairy pays a quarter here at our house, but I have head from reliable sources that dollar bills may be coming her way from certain people in the family.

Maybe she can buy herself a new attitude. That second tooth in front isn’t going to be that far behind now.

And I just culled the herd on Christmas pictures and pictures from Ane’s birthday… I promise they will be appearing soon!

2 Responses to “Raiders of the Lost Tooth”

  1. Aunt Lynda
    December 30th, 2009 09:14

    I think I remember shock and awe. And pride. That will surely come. And good or bad, she will be ready for the next one.

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    June 14th, 2011 01:06

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