Monday, March 12, 2012
2nd Lost Tooth
I didn't intend to post about another lost tooth but this is too good of a story. Solana will get a kick out of this one in the future...
With the first tooth out of the way we started focusing on Solana's second loose tooth. That one also had a new one growing in behind it. Solana worked on it a bit but then lost interest. I asked her about it on Sunday and she showed me that it was really quite loose. Dave said that he could tie a string to it and do the doorknob trick. When I was a kid, my Mom told us that Papo (my grandpa) pulled out Aunt Linda's tooth that way. The doorknob story was one of those that grownups told just to scare us kids. They'd threaten us with it every once in a while but we never believed them. She also told us that they used to iron their hair straight with the iron - like, as in, the one you iron your clothes with. I wasn't sure I believed either story. That's why, when Dave mentioned it, I expected Solana to balk at the idea.
She didn't. She was all for it. And dear ol' Daddy was ready to go for it. Mommy, on the other hand, quickly dissolved into a wobbly kneed panic attack mess. The conversation happened over lunch and I tried to hold it together and act apathetic as they left me with Chloe at the table. "Yeah. Sure. Whatever. Do what you want." I failed miserably. Solana was excited. Dave was pulling string out of the "drawer" and I sat there staring with wide eyes and unintentionally making hateful faces at Dave. "Nothing's wrong. I'm fine. Carry on."
They went to the back room and I tried to follow them but my feet were glued to the kitchen floor and Dave shut the door. I guess he didn't want my nervous energy seeping into the room. I took a picture from the kitchen because that's the best I could manage at the moment.
Besides, Chloe was still in her high chair. I took her down and paced a few times in the living room and actually cried. I could just imagine the sound of a door slamming and Solana screaming. I remembered my 7 year-old self wiggling my teeth for my Mom and freaking her out. It was hilarious. So if I could remember that why am I so creeped out when Solana does the same? And why am I having a panic attack now? I couldn't answer my own question. I left Chloe playing with blocks and went to brush my hair but my nerve endings were all on high alert. Every tangle felt like a cactus was attacking my head.
Finally, I couldn't stand it any longer. They were taking way too long. I went to the office and opened the door and blurted, "Oh my God!" when I opened the door.
They had already tried once but the string slipped right off because Solana was sitting and the angle was wrong. They were about to try again but she was hesitant. After about a minute she decided against it. I literally breathed a huge sigh of relief (hoping Dave wouldn't hear) and ushered her away from the door of doom.
Later that evening I was brushing her hair before bed and mentioned that she should work on her tooth a bit. This is what she did while I brushed her hair.
The tooth fairy brought her $5 for tooth number one but only $1 for tooth number two. What a disappointment. After all that work? Where is that tooth fairy? I need to have words with her.