The Cherub is one of the last 2 children in his prep class yet to lose a baby tooth. No little gaps in his perfect smile yet. So when he announced yesterday that he thought he had a wobbly tooth, Fixit and I said Ooh really, let us look, wow! thinking that he would be equally excited.
We were therefore surprised when he burst into tears and quavered I don't want to have a wobbly tooth. When we asked why he said I don't want there to be bloo-o-o-d, so of course we hastened to reassure him that there was hardly any blood. To no avail. He was sad and scared and rapidly dropping his bundle.
Because although we had forgotten the great trampoline head-and-wobbly-tooth-collision of 2008, the Cherub had not...
... and there was a lot of blood involved in the loss of that particular wobbly tooth, and a very distraught Climber, and looking back I don't think we properly took on how traumatised the Cherub felt, being the accidental cause of the carnage. He cried, I remember, and I comforted and reassured him that it wasn't his fault (although from memory Climber might have been casting aspersions) but mostly I was dealing with a bloodied, and slightly hysterical big brother.
So meanwhile the 4 year old Cherub had imprinted this wobbly tooth episode - and only this one; there have been at least 7 other incidences in his big brother's life - on to his little psyche. No wonder he fears the wobbly tooth. And the more he thought about it, the more his fear grew. He started to insist that he wouldn't be able to jump on the trampoline any more or eat apples and it was all getting very pathetic.
However, an imaginary conversation between Santa Claus and the Tooth Fairy bumping into each other on Christmas Eve Hohoho Tooth Fairy I haven't seen you for a while, how's business? Good thanks Santa, that's some nice looking presents you've got there, fancy young Cherub losing his first tooth just before Christmas etc raised a small smile, and a story session that evening featuring Charlie and Lola's My Wobbly Tooth Must Never, Ever Fall Out and Climber and the Tooth Fairy made him feel a bit better.
Friday, December 04, 2009
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Poor little Poppet. It can be traumatic. Charlie and Lola fix everything though.
ReplyDeletePudding lost his first tooth at three. Dentist said it was bizarre but there was nothing wrong, just one tooth ready to go. He was completely traumatised. I am dreading any more teeth falling out. He will be just like Cherub.
Awww, that face!
ReplyDeleteOh Stomper - do you remember the photos I posted of margot walking everywhere with a cup to her mouth- panic stricken she would swallow her first loose tooth - which she did anyway!!
ReplyDeleteDear little Cherub - I hope it is as painless and fraught free as possible..
o poor poppet, dread is always worse than what ever happens. My little brother once sticky taped his tooth down and got Dad to leave a note to the Tooth Fairy, "please don't take my toof".
ReplyDeletePoor little chicken. Don't they break your heart with their little worries, SO big to them?
ReplyDeletePoor Cherub! I love Climber casting aspersions though. I have always said "casting nasturtiums" and very, very few people pick it up.
ReplyDeleteAw, poor Cherub! My girl child was always like that with loose teeth. I'm actually quite glad she's done with all that now!
ReplyDeleteOh my goodness! That FACE! I'm feeling about wobbly myself now... sniffle.
ReplyDeletePoor wee Cherub.
ReplyDeleteMind you, I'd love my teeth to start wobbling and then for a lovely new shiny set to come in. A complete new body would be good too. And a head.
Oh Dear ! I remember the trampoline incident well - it traumatised all my boy dollies at the time.....
ReplyDeletePoor Cherub....
Oh Dear ! I remember the trampoline incident well - it traumatised all my boy dollies at the time.....
ReplyDeletePoor Cherub....
The poor little fellow!
ReplyDeleteWe had a dire situation here too - younger sibling lost FIVE teeth before elder sibling lost ONE. So the bigger one was sobbing over the loose teeth and younger was scared to mention it until he'd lose one at the dinner table.
I swear oldest took the pliers and yanked out his first tooth the minute one showed any sign of a wobble.
Clever that Santa having a discussion with the TF.
Does he realise there is money to be made here?
ReplyDeleteMaybe he does and it doesn't matter. Another sign you are bringing your boys up right.
Just tell him to remember to thank the tooth fairy!
Our youngest swallowed her first loose tooth when it eventually came out. The poor thing was so distraught at the thought of it and not being able to have the tooth fairy. Elaborate stories and conversations were had and I wrote a note to the tooth fairy. And Charlie and Lola were also roped in for more narrative therapy.
ReplyDeleteI also wrote the tooth fairy's reply but don't ever tell the lass that.
Like Jac, I thought nasturtiums too....
ReplyDeleteThe other thing, is on seeing that photo, how much Cherub looks like you!
Bless Charlie and Lola!
ReplyDeleteI wish they would make even more episodes, covering such topics as "I will not ever, never pass stinky gas in public" and "I must absolutely brush my teeth before they completely fall all out." Oh, and let's not forget "Green vegetables are my favorite and my best!"