Lost Front Tooth

Back a while ago, J lost his first tooth, but.....not on his own. We had to go to the dentist and have it pulled. Unhappy pappy grumbled about how he could have pulled it himself and what a waste of money it was, etc.

So the second front tooth came loose, with determination that it would come out on its own. We encouraged the wiggling and eating of crunchy thing for a while, and then, at some point, it was barely hanging in there. J was quite concerned, not really wanting to lose the thing, but we talked him into letting dad mess with it in the bathroom. A flick or two, back and forth with the finger and BAM, right down his throat.
He caught it though, and coughed it back out, ending up looking like this:

So we get J prepped to put the tooth under his pillow for the tooth fairy. That really didn't work out so well. He was terribly bothered by the idea that the tooth fairy would take his tooth and that he wouldn't be able to save it. So, we made a deal and let him keep the tooth (he didn't care about the money part), and low and behold, there was money left under the pillow anyway.
So a toothless boy for a time (with more loosies on the way).
Later-E