Last night, Marco's wiggly loose tooth was interrupting our devoted eater's dinner. And nothing gets between my boy and pasta carbonara. Jeff said he could dry the tooth with a napkin to look at it. Poof, he pulled it right out. Gross.
Marco was STOKED. He jumped around like a lunatic for an hour chanting, "I LOST MY TOOTH! I LOST MY TOOTH!"
The tooth loosened and fell out so quickly, that I think it's fair to say this parenting moment really snuck up on us. Luckily, we have a third parent, PBS, to cover these things. SHARK from Marco's favorite show, Word World, just lost his tooth too. Marco explained, "I'm kind of a tooth fairy expert."
Shark wishes on his lost tooth for a purple lollipop. It seemed counter intuitive to me to get candy when a tooth falls out, but Marco was convinced that the tooth fairy would bring him a purple lollipop. The last thing he said before he fell asleep was, "I know you get what you get, but I sure hope the tooth fairy brings me a purple lollipop like SHARK."
....down to Walgreen's after bedtime. When I saw it, the heavens opened and a spotlight hit it. Phewf. With rumors of kids getting $20 bills and no experience of our own, we threw in five, one dollar bills too. I'd hate to have some other tooth fairy outdo us, after all. :)
In combination with turning five, Marco's confidence about growing up is through the roof. Watch out world.
