Sarah is obsessed with losing a tooth. Peter has lost one. Her kindergarten BFF has lost two and Sarah thinks it's time she lost one too. I think keeping up with your kindergarten BFF is probably more important than keeping up with your big brother.
For the last month or so she talks nonstop about loose teeth, wiggles her teeth, wonders when oh when will she have a lose tooth and constantly asks me to check for loose ones all to no avail. They are all holding firm in her five-year-old gums.
Yesterday afternoon she was nibbling on a fun-sized bag of Skittles. (And yes, you know you are thankfully at the end of all the Halloween candy when the kids are down to Nerds and Skittles and Dum Dums. Where did all those Reese's Cups go? Hmmmm....I wonder....)
And as she was nibbling on a Skittle she let out an "Ouch!" followed by "Mom! I think my tooth is loose!"
So I wiggled it and I wasn't sure one way or the other so I said, "It just might be."
And then the phone calls began. We had to call Grandma and we had to let Daddy know at work.
And then there was more wiggling. And then there was lots of excitement and anticipation at the mere thought of letting the kindergarten BFF know at school the next day.
And then she wrote "Loose Tooth" on multiple Post-It notes and encircled her dinner plate.
When I asked her why she was doing that she stated very matter-of-factly, "Mom, I am all about my loose tooth!"