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I drug my feet on what I was going to do for the Project 52 this week. Nothing was really striking me. All week we'd be working on this tooth. Oh, this tooth! It was loose, really loose, like nearly 180 degrees of lateral wiggle. Here's how the conversations between the two of us went:
Haley: Mommy, my tooth is so loose! Look! LOOK!
Me: Let me see (reach my hand into her mouth to check on the wiggle). [Side note: Every time I would tell her Wiggle - my word vomit would continue Wiggle wiggle YEAH! - my brain is telling me that it's probably inappropriate to sing "I'm Sexy and I Know it" lyrics to my 5 year old, but I JUST. CAN'T. STOP. MYSELF.]
Haley: SEE?! It's SO LOOSE!
Me: SO JUST PULL IT OUT ALREADY!
Only we couldn't just pull it out because Jeff was gone for a chunk of this week and I knew he would want to be around for the festivities. So it was like "Pull it out! But don't pull too hard!" So the tooth (literally) hung in there till Friday afternoon. She was sitting on the couch with Jeff and he asked if she could twist it, and out it popped. She knew she should be happy, but there were little tears just barely pricking the corner of her eyes.
It's like she knew (as well as I did) that this was another phase in her growing up and she wasn't quite ready for it. Truthfully, I didn't realize that I wasn't so ready for it either. Every time I look at her, it's a different kid looking back at me. A bigger one. One that's missing teeth. And that tooth that's right next to it, front and center? That's on its way out too. And thus begins yet another stage of growing up.
And for the record... A) you must be financially prepared for the Tooth Fairy. That means cash on hand. These kids don't accept debit cards under their pillows (well... maybe, but I'm pretty sure within moments the entire American Girl store would be located in her room - and even for a first time around, that's a little excessive for the Tooth Fairy, also, I don't carry a debit card with the Tooth Fairy's name on it - and this girl can read my name. Plot foiled. B) She came quipped with a $5 bill folded up in the shape of a heart and a "receipt" stating: name, date, girl, reward amount, and signed with a flourish. One of these nights after bedtime, I'll design up something fancy, but for now, this served the purpose.
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