Last night while I was on the phone, Christian came screaming to me that there was blood in his mouth. He's had a loose tooth for awhile and the adult one coming in behind it. This was his baby tooth's last stand. Since I was on the phone, I told him to go downstairs to his Mom so he could get it taken care of. When I went back downstairs after I was done on the phone, he was sitting on the couch with his Grandma and Mom still crying. He hates the sight of blood, doesn't faint or get sick, just doesn't like to look at it. Not sure why that is. About 15 minutes later, his tooth fell out..."I got it" he said. They crying didn't end there though. Now he had blood in his mouth. He rinsed his mouth out with water and his blood started to clot, so it stopped bleeding. He didn't want to see his tooth either...too much blood. I washed it off and put it in a bag for the tooth fairy.
He didn't want the tooth fairy to take
it. So we told him the tooth fairy would still leave him money. This
is where he turned evil, he insisted he didn't want the tooth fairy's money.
The tooth fairy visited him anyway and he got 1.50 for his snottiness.
When I told him there was something under his pillow, he got gruff
and said something along the lines of "So, it is only a dollar and
some change" and stated again that he didn't want it. What kinda
kid doesn't want free money? Ours apparently. We found the
money on the floor still in the bag a little later on this morning. Not
sure what's going on with him, but he wasn't happy about it. He was
proud to take his tooth to school to show his classmates. If he loses
it, he'll be mad at me for suggesting it.
