This year was definitely like no other Valentine's Day I have ever had. Robb and I had promised not to succomb to the commercialism and buy something for the other. With all the trips we are taking this year, we decided to save our money and just do something nice for each other. That said, what made my Valentine's Day was something I would never have expected, yet was totally wonderful and helped me to wake up with a smile.
We had friends over to our house on Friday to have dinner and watch a movie. I should probably back up a little and tell you that our oldest has been extremely excited lately because she has a loose tooth. She first started noticing it the end of January, but Robb and I couldn't actually tell it was loose until about a week or so ago. Anyway, Friday evening we had a delicious dinner of fajitas and were partaking in some dessert when Olyvia became extremely upset. She was crying (the pretend crying that is extremely exagerated, but there are no tears) exclaiming that there was a popping noise and she was very worried and her tooth just has to come out right now. I called Robb over and he came right away. There was a little bleeding that we wiped with a papertowel. Robb checked it and wasn't quite sure it was ready but asked her if she wanted him to take it out. She said yes, but then said no. We decided that sticking with the no answer would be better for us and for our pocket books years from now should this become an issue that causing deep emotional scaring needing counseling. I calmed Olyvia down, dried her pretend tears and she finished her dessert, exclaiming in a high pitched hippity hoppety voice "I'm gonna loose my tooth. I'm gonna loose my tooth." Dessert was finished, teeth were brushed and the girls went to bed.
The next morning I am awoken by the sound of Olyvia, "mommy? mommy? are you awake?" I roll over barely awake and say "yes honey, what is it?" Now if I wasn't awake before, I am now. At the top of her high pitched little voice I hear, "I pulled my out my tooth. Look mommy . . . (visualize mouth wide open) my tooth is all gone." I couldn't help but smile. What a delightful way to be woken up. I gave her a huge kiss and rolled over to make sure Robb wasn't missing out on any of this wonderful first lost tooth experience.
Olyvia then got right down to business and asked "When do I get to put it under my pillow for the tooth fairy?"
3 comments:
Soooo cute! That sounds just like little miss independent! :) What is the going rate for first teeth these days? ;-)
Congratulations Olyvia!! We're so proud of you for doing it all on your own. We hope that the tooth fairy came to visit and left you a wonderful surprise!!
I loved how excited she was with her tooth, as that's the first thing she told me when I got to your house! The excitement was refreshing, I forget how the small things a child expereiences mean so much to them.
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