Toof-wess

Gavin has had quite an eventful two weeks. First grade has started, and he is back in the full swing of his yearly schedule and loving every minute of it. To add to his first weeks of school, he lost a tooth. Then another tooth. Then another. Yep, two weeks into school, and Gavin has lost three teeth. He looks, and sounds, adorable. Of course, just having them fall out would be too easy. Each one needs to have it's own special story.

Tooth #1. We had been wiggling this one for weeks, hoping each day that it would fall out before school started. Gavin was excited, but didn't like me wiggling it cause it would hurt. We tried and tried, until it was half way out of his mouth, and he finally let me get a finger on it. One flick, and it was out. But then the blood started. Gavin looked like a prize fighter, standing in the bathroom, spitting blood all over the counter and mirror as it rolled out of his chin. I laughed. Gavin, not so much. Within a few minutes, he was cleaned up, and the excitement and anticipation of the tooth fairy took over and all was good.

Tooth #2. Gavin and Isabelle have really enjoyed the change over to Fall weather, and in true Fall fashion, have been playing a lot of football in the yard. Gavin had another dangling tooth, but after the trauma of the first removal, he was not having anything to do with my fingers in his mouth. Well, enter Isabelle aka LT. During a friendly game of football in the front yard, Gavin went down, with his sister coming in to offer the final hit, and make sure he stayed down. In the process, she facemasked him, and sure enough, up comes the spitting prize fighter. Tooth sitting in the grass. Thank you Isabelle.

Tooth #3. This one was an issue. It was the first to wiggle, but the last to leave. His adult tooth had already come in behind it, making him look like a shark with two rows of teeth showing. He was adamant about this tooth falling out on it's own, and would not even open his mouth for us to look as he knew we would be doing our best to pop it out. Well, the other morning, Gavin woke up complaining that his tooth hurt and that he couldn't eat. We took a look, and the gums we looking red, white, and swollen. We did our best to explain to him that taking the tooth out was the only way to stop the pain. No joy. We tried bribing him with a trip to the toy store. Nothing doing. So, we went for the forceful approach. Oops. Gavin lost it. Freaked out. Scared to death, and screaming. Couldn't calm him down for an hour. After our efforts failed, we called the dentist. Appointment at Noon. We missed the school bus, so I had to drive him to school. Then it was back to the school at 11:30 to pick him up for the dentist. He was scared, but he went along with it. The dentist was great with Gavin, and after only 10 minutes, he was holding his third tooth in two weeks.

So. After all this, what does Gavin look like? Absolutely adorable!!