Lately Ms. R has been obsessed with losing teeth, the tooth fairy, how to make your teeth lose, ect. I have tried to be the voice of reason and logic, explaining that everyone grows at a different rate and when it is the right time for her teeth to come out - they will. This is of course pointless. Why do I try to reason with her? I have no idea, honestly. However today ... Wapow! She went to school this morning with a mouth over crowded with teeth and this afternoon very happily sporting one less tooth. I was so excited when I noticed I literally pulled the truck over to the side of the road to do an inspection.
I asked her why she didn't tell me she had a loose tooth ; she said when she went to school this morning, it wasn't loose. "In music class it just went 'bloop' and feel out. But I caught it! Then I got to go to the school doctor (technically nurse ...) and she gave me this sticker!" Pointing very excitedly at her puffed up chest at the sticker proclaiming, "I lost a tooth!" So now I have to decide between giving her a gold Susan B Anthony dollar coin or a dollar store toy. I think it may be the coin, as we still have a birthday party to go to this evening.