I was just so tired of hearing about it...
Drama, drama, drama. "Be tough!" I said, "You're a boy! Get it over with!"
This has been going on for months already. Let's be done.
Every day he would ask, "When, when,wheeeeen?" and when it was finally time, he said, "Wait, maybe ten more days!"
"Here, let me see..." I said... POP
"Well, look at that. It just came out in my fingers."**
Jonah lost his first tooth!
To say he's really excited would be an understatement.
So he's upstairs, asleep, with his tooth under his pillow, and I'm sitting here, wondering... What are teeth going for these days, anyway? I think I got a quarter, or maybe two. In fact, it may have started out as dimes. But now I've heard of people going as high as 20 bucks. (!) (Yeah.) (Not in this house.)
Also, what do I, um, do with it, provided I actually can find it when I go fishing around under his pillow while he sleeps? I remember having this horror when I was a kid that when I was grown up, my Mom would present me with a little film canister full of my baby teeth.
Off to go find some quarters...
**Funny, I seem to remember hearing that before somewhere... like... from my Mom.