Two weeks ago, Hannah came to me saying one of her teeth hurt. I checked it out, and it turns out she had a loose tooth. She was so excited about her tooth being loose. She told everyone she saw all about it. This week it got looser and looser and LOOSER. Here's a photo of her yesterday with her full smile:
Today she was wiggling it with her tongue. We went to church, and she made an announcement to everyone that she had a loose tooth. She was sooo excited. We came home from church early with the possibility of pink eye and laid down together in my bed. Hannah asked for an apple to snack on. I told her that if she ate an apple, her tooth was probably going to come out. After eating half of the apple, Hannah asked me to pull her tooth out. It was literally dangling so I got some dental floss (thanks Traci) and out popped her tooth.
You would have thought that I cut her hand off. Talk about DRAMA. She freaked out and screamed, "I NEVER WANTED MY TOOTH TO FALL OUT. I DON'T WANT THE TOOTH FAIRY TO COME!!! I WILL MISS MY TOOTH." After much cuddling and coaxing, I was able to calm her down. We found an empty pill bottle (which we will turn into her Tooth Bottle tomorrow) and she is now clinging to the bottle in her sleep. It's soooo cute. She asked me, "Will it be okay if I go to sleep for a little bit? When Daddy gets home and lays with me, I will wake up." Ummm. . . no, when Daddy get home, you will not wake up. You will stay asleep so the Tooth Fairy can come for a visit. Poor girl.
On top of it all, we're doing drops in her right eye. We're not sure if it's pink eye or just an infection from some icky makeup she was playing with earlier and put all over her eye, but we're treating it with drops. We'll wake her in a bit to give her the second dose, and I am hopeful she will be able to go to school tomorrow. We shall see. At any rate, when she returns to school, it will be with one less tooth than she had on Friday.
Here's a photo with her new smile: