The tooth fairy

My daughter lost her first tooth yesterday.  It was a dramatic event, to be sure.  Now, she already has one missing from the top from an unnatural loss a year ago, but this one came out on it's own.  She was terrified.  I'm not kidding.  I'm sure every kid goes through their moments of terror, but this is my diva, so you know she was overwhelmed with emotion. 

Friday, her teacher wanted to pull it.  Emily said no, no, no.  So we get home and she is playing with it with her tongue all night.  I keep trying to get her to let me pull it, but apparently, it's gonna hurt.  This continues into Saturday, with Mommy continuously trying to get her to let me pull it out in a variety of different ways. 

That evening, I decide to try YouTube.  You know, to show her some videos about kids getting their teeth pulled.  She laughed and said, okay, it doesn't hurt them.  She was still unconvinced that it wouldn't hurt her.  And logic does seem that a tooth coming out should be painful, or at least to me it does. 

Sunday was a good day.  We finished planting our lawn in the backyard, the kids bounced on the trampoline, and we played t-ball for about an hour.  We had a great day!  Everyone had a good time and forgot about the tooth.  Until Sunday evening, when Emily started to cry and tell me that it was now hurting her.  I told her to come closer so that I could look at it. 

"Yup!  That tooth is definitely ready to come out!" I said to her with my hand gently rocking it back and forth.

She smiled, extra big this time, and quick as a flash I grabbed ahold of that little sucker and popped it out of her mouth. 

If you would have heard her scream, you would have thought I stabbed her in the leg with a kitchen knife.  I really wish I had had the presence of mind to grab the video camera first.  Her face is bright red, almost purplish at this point.  But wait, what is that?  Giggles?  This can't be! 

Emily is now delighted that her tooth is out!!  The drama is over as she laughs in a voice that would put a hyena to shame.  She looks in awe at her tiny baby tooth and says, "Now I get MONEY!!!"

As she rushes to put the tooth under her pillow I can't help but smile.  My baby really is growing up...and I'm loving every minute of it!