For about two weeks, Elijah wouldn't allow us to pull his first loose tooth. Finally two nights ago, as his tooth practically dangled in his mouth, Steven called me into the bathroom. He said that if we didn't pull it out, he was worried it would fall out in the night and that Elijah would actually swallow it in his sleep. We tried talking to Elijah to convince him that the time had come for an extraction, but he refused to comply and started screaming. After trying to calm him down with no results, we explained that we would be forced to do this with or without his consent. He continued to scream through the two seconds that it took to pop his tooth out. When we finally got him to calm down, he told us, "Well, that didn't hurt." He went from panic mode to beaming with pride, and excitedly put his tooth under his pillow so that the tooth fairy, "who is actually Daddy; right Mom?", could visit him.
The rather large and masculine looking tooth fairy did visit him in the night with a bunch of coins, and in the morning I could hear squeals of delight coming from the top bunk. A little while later, Elijah jumped out of bed and ran to me again in a panic.
"Mom! Mom! A coin is in my belly!"
"What!? Are you kidding me!?! You swallowed a coin?!"
"No, no! I didn't swallow it; I put a bunch of coins in my ear and one fell down!!"
I sighed in relief, "No, honey, coins can't do that. It must have fallen in your bed."
He replied confidently, "Oh, no. It went down. It's in my tummy."
A few moments later his big brother helped him find the missing coin, and Elijah's personal piggy bank theory was dispelled.
Awesome! I pulled Tigist's first one out. . . it had turned grey it was so loose. Then the very next day she pulled her two bottom teeth out like it was no big deal! Now we have one toothless grin. We're very glad we had such great photos taken BEFORE all the teeth came out! =)
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