Making of a vampire

About 2 years ago Jonah was at cubscouts with me and face planted into a basketball.  I knew he had hurt his front teeth but I didn't know how much until they started to turn grey.  Our awesome dentists (Bob & Sharon) assured us that all was well, he had just damaged the roots, and that since they were still only his baby teeth, it didn't pose a problem. 

So for the last two years his front teeth have been discolored and a teeny tiny bit loose but gave no problems at all.

One Sunday a few weeks ago during the Williams Family Reunion, all the boys were playing in the living room.  All of a sudden Lucas comes running in holding something in his fingers.  He yells, "Jonah lost his tooth!!"  Apparently they were wrestling and Jonah's face collided with the corner of the couch and he had lost not just one but both front teeth!  Jonah came into the kitchen completely freaked out, bleeding profusely from his mouth and screaming, "Put them back! Put them back!"

I have to admit when I saw all the blood and the two literal HOLES in my baby's mouth, I was a little shocked.  Plus I realized real quickly that we had never explained kids actually are supposed to lose their teeth and that this was ok.  Jonah was NOT ok.  He was fah-lipping out and could NOT believe his teeth had just come out of his mouth!  On top of it all, he couldn't talk right. He had a severe lisp and knew he sounded funny.

We calmly tried to explain that all kids lose their baby teeth and we even had Garrison, our 8 yr old cousin, come over and show him his own jack-o-lantern smile.  See, you look just like Garrison?  It's ok!  As soon as Garrison walked away, Jonah under his breath said, "But I don't WANT to look like Garrison."

It wasn't until Aaron pulled up pictures on the internet of other kids who had lost their teeth and we explained the concept of the Tooth Fairy that he began to calm down.  The thought of getting money from a kind stranger sure took the bite out of disfiguration.

Plus, he kind of looked like a vampire.  And that was cool.

The next morning all horror was forgotten and his focus was purely on the Tooth Fairy and the money that was left. :)

(Sorry, kind of long video)

 

So, all is well.  Lisp is gone and so is any soreness. 

 (And he made me proud at the store.  He was set on buying a certain Bionicle with his tooth fairy money. Talked about it constantly. (Yes, I was going to subsidize such purchase for his emotional pain and suffering. Call me a softie :)  When the first store didn't have what he wanted, Aunt Renae and I asked if he wanted to choose something else or keep his money until we could go to another store another day.  He was so sad but you could see his mind working and he decided to wait and get what he really wanted.  Delayed gratification, folks.  He is stronger than I am.)

 

Anyway, like I said, all is well.  And now he can't wait to loose another!