This mornings missing molar…

"back and to the right"

“back and to the right”

Another post already? You ask…. well dear reader, it never ends.

This morning made me wish I could draw as it would have made an entertaining cartoon…

While eating breakfast Mr 11 tells me that his tooth is about to fall out… “that’s ok” I reply, while he chews a few more mouthfuls of nutritious chocolatey cereal (no wonder his teeth are falling out).

He looks up again “Can I pull it out and then finish my breakfast?”

“Knock yourself out love, but maybe go and do it in the bathroom.”  I quickly go and evict Mr 8 from the bathroom so that this procedure can continue. 

While I quickly go and steal some of the baby’s uneaten toast, (to accompany his uneaten cereal and uneaten yoghurt) I am summoned mid mouthful to the bathroom.

Here I am informed that the tooth has indeed been removed, but then did “a 360” around the sink (blood tracks to prove it), then proceeded to bounce off the counter and out into the lounge room.

Delightful! And all before 7:30 am.

Multiple searches of the lounge room, bathroom, laundry hamper and underneath furniture over the next 40 minutes, and we are still missing the tooth.

Here is another fact about me… I am a germaphobe, I don’t like things that have been in mouths, wiped noses, been through ears (this includes earrings) or are in any way related to bodily function….having a tooth on the loose in the lounge is not sitting well with me.

But such is life with children… I will spend the next few days convincing myself that said tooth actually went down the drain in the sink… until my bare foot finds it at 2am while on crying baby duty…I just know it.

But this saga will continue… do we play the “tooth fairy” game with Mr 11? No doubt he will see straight through it, but aren’t we as parents supposed to play along until all the teeth are gone?

I had to recreate the magic when he was 6 and lost his first tooth after some little cherub at school had already spoiled it for him, do I come clean now out of sheer laziness and lack of evidence? Or do we just keep believing?

I suppose for the benefit of the younger bellboys, I will persevere.