The Tooth Fairy came to our house!

Well, Owen finally lost a tooth, with a little help. The last time the kids were at the dentist (in November), the dentist warned us that Owen had permanent teeth that were about to abrupt in back of the baby teeth that had not fallen out yet. Literally, the next week while helping Owen brush his teeth, I saw that one of the permanent teeth pushed its way through. A quick call to the dentist and we were literally getting the pliers out trying to loosen his tooth. It was that or let the dentist pull it. I was a little scared. If you know Owen at all, you just have no idea how he might act to things like this. Astonishing enough, he loved the fact that Daddy was using the pliers. He looked forward to it everyday. And, he even got mad at me when I refused to do it when Daddy wasn't home. ( I was afraid I would loose my grip and end up putting a whole in his mouth!) Monday night we worked on the tooth but It was attached by one little root. Tuesday morning Owen made me brush his teeth because he did not like the way his tooth was feeling. Then off he went in the carpool. The about 15 minute after the kids left I got a call from very pregnant neighbor's cell phone who was driving them to school. I picked up the phone and all I could hear was kids yelling! I panicked and so did Greg (who was home doing work). I thought the worst. I though that Kelly had either had a car accident or she had gone into labor. But, alas, it was her giving the phone to Owen to tell me that he twisted his tooth and it came out. He was so proud! And, I was so relieved. Who would have thought that Owen screaming into the phone telling me he lost a tooth could bring me such pure joy. Whoa! When did I turn into my pessimistic mother (Sorry Mom!) After all the excitement he even forgot to put it under his pillow. But boy did he remember the next night. And you know what? He got eleven whole dollars. And you know what I got? Probably eleven years shaved off my life. LOL