Tooth and Consequences
Yesterday marked a major milestone on The Boy's path to dental adulthood - he lost his first tooth. Actually, I kind of yanked it out of his mouth while we were sitting in the car waiting for Hublet to negotiate with the auto repair guy, but whatever.
I was all excited, because I had been waiting over 6 years to use the super-cute tooth pillow that I received at a baby shower prior to The Boy's birth. I had shown him the pillow, complete with the little pocket, when he first discovered that his tooth was loose. This had disappointed my mother, who had somehow procured an even cuter and more elaborate tooth pillow, when I informed her that we had the tooth pillow issue handled, thanks. Yes, there was tooth pillow drama. I know.
So naturally, when it actually fell out, The Boy decided not to use the super-cute tooth pillow in favor of a zip-loc plastic snack bag.
Which is probably just as well, since I seem to have lost the tooth pillow.
I'm just not cut out for Martha Stewart living.
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Ever wonder why you never find puppy teeth?
They eat them. I set one aside on the night table and in an hour it was gone.
There are tooth pillows? Wow, I have a seven year old and had no idea. Is this an east coast/southern thing? asks a lame mom from California.
Unless you have the household and professional staff that accompany Martha Stewart, you cannot be held accountable for not living at her standards. Thats my excuse anyway.
I don't know - it may be regional. I'd never seen one until my baby shower lo these many years ago.
I had to make do with wrapping my teeth in scraps of toilet paper or a kleenex and sticking it under my pillow...
I had a little plastic treasure chest from a box of Cap'n Crunch Berries that was used to store my teeth.