I know sooner get used to the fact that Andrew turns five when he looses his first tooth!  Last Wednesday he comes running downstairs that he thought his tooth was loose and sure enough his bottom tooth was loose.  Not only was it loose but his new tooth was already poking through his gums! 

He was very excited that he was the first of all his friends to have a loose tooth, however being the first had it's drawbacks too.  The fear of the unknown!

On Sunday Andrew came downstairs saying his tooth was really "wiggly" and he didn't like how it felt and he was scared.  I told him that his tooth was almost ready to come out and there was nothing to be scared of.  I tried to wiggle it for him for a while to see if I could get it out, but it just was not budging.  I accidentally wiggled it to hard and made it bleed a little, but I didn't tell him because I knew he would totally freak out.  He was already mad at me and crying hysterically because he was so scared.  I am not really sure what he was scared of.  Maybe because he really thought it was going to hurt or maybe just the no knowing part.  I told him to go to bed and we would try again tomorrow, but he just cried harder and said he wanted it out.  So for 45 minutes I sat wiggling/tugging that darn tooth.  It was hanging by just a small thread but it was not coming out.  I wasn't sure how much longer I could sit there and do that but I also knew it was too loose to send him to bed.  I said a prayer and the tooth popped right out.  Now it was really bleeding!

Andrew immediately stuck his finger in the hole of his mouth and I told him to keep his hands out of his mouth until the bleeding stopped.  BLEEDING???  Let the hysteria set in!  After a few moments of crazy crying he settled down and became very excited at the little tooth in his little hand.  Not to mention the Tooth Fairy was going to come!  So we went downstairs to get our little Ziploc bag to put the tooth in and placed it under his pillow. 

WOW!  When did my baby boy became a young boy?