tooth tale

When Harry got home from school yesterday he told me sadly, "My mouth hurts!"

Upon inspection I told him, "Harry! You have your first loose tooth!"

Expecting happiness.

Instead, he started crying.

What?

Turns out it's scary to grow up and lose teeth, especially when you think about getting them pulled.

I assured him he was the boss of his own teeth and nobody was going to pull it out until he was good and ready.

Once those details where ironed out, he got really happy about his loose tooth.

Because after all, growing up is fun and prosperous!