My baby lost his first tooth yesterday. One of Moose’s lower front incisors had been wiggly for a long time, and he was anxious for it to come out. Moose liked to wiggle it, but he carefully obeyed his dentist’s instructions not to pull it out. It fell out at school. The school nurse gave him a cute, little, white tooth container to hold his precious prize.
When I picked him up at school that afternoon, he flew across the playground right into my arms.
“Mommy, look!” he exclaimed. He thrust out his lower jaw, and there was a hole right in front.
“That’s amazing! You lost your tooth!” I replied as I gave him a giant hug.
Moose forgot to put the tooth under his pillow last night. It’s no wonder because we were out late at Sukkot services. When we got home from school this afternoon, I handed him the tooth box and sent him right up to put it under his pillow. I told Moose that a lost tooth sends out a radar signal to The Tooth Fairy. WineGuy said that TF uses the latest technology and must have dental GPS by now. 😉 Fortunately, Moose complied and went to bed nicely this evening. We’ll sneak up there later and swap a poem and a dollar for the tooth.
Here’s my Tooth Fairy poem.
The Mother of the Toothless Moose