For the last month we've been warned with ever increasing anxiety that N's first dental shedding was imminent. A little wiggle, the slightest of perturbations, was all that was needed to assure the owner that his tooth was about to fly the coop. Stacy and I monitored the situation closely, but for several days there was little to no evidence of dental dispersion. We, being the tooth fairy liaisons and responsible for tooth fairy client general well-being, tried to manage expectations, but N would have none of it and got more and more monomaniacal and as fixed in his thinking as his tooth appeared to be in his jaw. Surely it was looser! It was on the cusp! Any minute now!
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| Not yet, but any second, I just know it! |
The great thing about inevitability is that sooner or later the dice come up in your favor. A six-year-old boy can only go through so many cumulative seconds and not have a tooth fall out. The laws of physiology demand it. All of human precedent was in our favor. On Tuesday, November 27 inevitability got around to giving it up. What had been a slooooooooowly increasing wobble suddenly took on a pretty impressive flap and the end was truly in sight. Unfortunately an end in sight, but not yet realized, is generally an agony of excruciating proportions when you are six and several teeth behind your sister.
Once it became clear that we were in fact in the dental deathwatch we knew that we simply needed to put N out of his misery. A mother with an iron stomach and a clean Kleenex is pretty much all you need in such situations.
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| Mommy takes matters into her own hands. |
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| The gaping hole of success! |
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| I think Olympians have won gold medals and felt nothing like this sense of accomplishment. |
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