I have never been comfortable with the pulling of teeth. I rarely let my dad pull my teeth, even if they were dangling by a thread. It was really disconcerting to me.
So along comes Roxie and Reagan in the last two weeks, asking me to pull their teeth, which are dangling by a thread. I balked both times. I don’t want to pull my children’s teeth. What if I accidentally pull them too early? Or slip?
But I’ve been taking a small piece of paper towel (the quality, Costco kind) and pulling those suckers out. When I pulled Reagan’s, she complained that I “didn’t get it”, even as I stood in front of her, displaying her tooth in between my thumb and index finger. That was sort of funny.
Wendy and I have also had a hard time remembering to remind the tooth fairy to pick up the notes and teeth under the girls’ pillows, as well as to deposit a buck for each tooth.