If the tooth offends thee, pluck it out!

On Tuesday E announced that he had a loose tooth. For days he wiggled it, just a little bit. Then he started pushing it around until it practically laid flat...yet it hung on.


Today at dinner, having been annoyed by this tooth for some time, he grabbed the tooth, and with a "enough already" look, yanked it right out!


He's very proud that he is the first in his kindergarten class to have lost a tooth. There is a board in the classroom where tooth loss is recorded, and he will be first. Not sure where he gets this competitiveness from ;-)

On a related note, I can't believe how big he is! Real school, falling teeth, sparring class (the latter two are unrelated), "girlfriends", and he's even writing short stories now. Thankfully, I'm still allowed to snuggle with him (for about 1.5 seconds) and tickle him (but only until 7:10 pm, after that, he's decided it's too late for tickles). And he still thinks I'm cool (so dreading the day that changes).