Monday, March 16, 2009

The losing of the tooth


It finally happened. The day that we have all been waiting for for sooooo long. The day that we started worrying would never come. Nicolas finally lost his first tooth. Okay, so I'm a little late posting this since it was last week, but we are all still feeling the excitement. History: Nicolas' teeth started decaying when he was about 10 months old. He hadn't even started eating food yet, really. His front teeth seemed to be rotting right before our eyes. Because of all the financial difficulty we have had these years, though, I never took him to the dentist. I just knew that with how young he was it would require major anesthesia and hundreds of dollars. So we just watched his teeth get worse and worse (lovely school and family pictures!).


Then he turned 7, first grade, and not even a little wiggle! I finally took him in, concerned that perhaps he doesn't have permanent teeth. The dentist did an x-ray, confirming many large, crowded permanent teeth just waiting to burst forth and, as if the visit was magic, the next day Nicolas' bottom tooth was wiggling! It took him a few weeks (surprisingly with how often he worked at the thing) and finally, last Thursday, he came home from school with his tooth in a baggie! Yeah! The tooth fairy did pay him a visit that night (again, surprising as it usually takes her a few days to remember, I mean, get here) and he is on to the next one. He worked at the other bottom until it started to move yesterday. We will finally be on to the, hopefully, white clean fresh strong permanent teeth. And on to the orthodontist in another few years, looks like.

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