First Tooth

Rebekah was feeling somewhat better, although her energy level was still low, so we took her to a family swim night. It was great fun. We came home late and put Rebekah in front of a show while I got her "taste like stinky pillow medicine." She started complaining about her mouth being sore. I gave her a little tylenol and went to get ready for bed. All the sudden I hear, "Mama! Mama! Come here!" I ran out to find Rebekah holding her tooth in her hand.

The dentist said it was wiggly and showed me. She was right: it was clearly moving back and forth with the slightest touch. Seeing that I brush her teeth twice daily you would think that I would know that, but I was clueless. On the way home Rebekah started talking about loosing her first tooth and was very excited about the "chocolate coin" the tooth fairy was going to bring her. I quickly asked around to make sure the tooth fairy would be able to bring a chocolate coin. Don said he would do research but he thought it shouldn't be a problem.

And so it happened. The tooth came out. She seemed quite proud:

A friend of mine asked if she was traumatized. I told her no, but I certainly was. Okay, traumatized is a strong word but holding your daughter's first tooth in your hand is definitely an experience. 

We found an envelope on which Rebekah wrote "tooth fairy" and enclosed said tooth.

It's hard to see the writing on the envelope so I took a close up:

She is writing pretty well these days if I do say so myself. We left the tooth by the side of her bed on a pile of books. While she was getting sleepy she asked me, "...I wonder if there will be fairy dust when she lands..." Now I was wondering that too. Turns out the tooth fairy can be very inventive. If you look closely you can see the chocolate coin and a little fairy dust. Red fairy dust.

The next day we called grammy to tell her the news: