You can tell a lot about a kid by how they go about losing their first tooth. When Graham realized his was loose, he carefully avoided it for months. Eventually it became an impediment to eating. By the end the pearly white was dangling out of his mouth, parallel to the floor. Still, he refused any help with removal. No sisterly yank (though she begged), no string, not even the traditional family pliers. Finally, I asked if I could give it a test wiggle.
The thing just fell out into my hand the moment I touched it. He was proud. And very surprised that it didn’t hurt. I think he truly didn’t trust us when we said a part of his body could fall off and it wouldn’t be painful.
Cautious, methodical and suspicious, this one.
Stark contrast to how the girl lost her first tooth.
He is so proud!! 🙂