I do not like wiggly teeth. I get the willies anytime I see a tooth hanging on by a thread. Forget about snaggle teeth… that’s just too much for me to handle!
These are reasons it’s a good thing I taught fourth and fifth grade, not first or second. I don’t think I could handle a class full of loose teeth. Yes, fourth and fifth graders lose teeth, but loose teeth were no longer a novelty by the time students reached upper elementary school. I guess that’s because the excitement of the tiny plastic treasure boxes faded by then.
So, imagine the way I cringed when Isabelle came home from school with a tooth that was hanging on by a thread. The space below the baby tooth was bleeding (probably because she spent the day wiggling it incessantly). I about passed out when she showed me how it was hanging on.
Luckily, there was another adult in the house helping me out this afternoon. When the words, “I can pull it out for Isabelle,” passed her lips, my eyes widened.
“Are you sure?” I asked — horrified by the idea of ripping a tooth out of someone’s mouth.
Noticing her head shaking, I asked, “Have you done it before?”
“Yeah, many times,” she replied.
WHY WHY WHY was all I could think. But “yes please” was the response I uttered.
I hobbled around on my crutches looking for gauze and gloves. Once I located both in a first aid kit, I sent the two of them off to extricate the tooth.
Five minutes later, I was greeted by an eight-year-old girl sporting gauze in the space where her tooth had been.
“Is it out?” I asked.
“Yes,” Isabelle replied displaying the baggie for the Tooth Fairy.
Relief washed over me since I knew I wouldn’t have to look at a tooth hanging on by a thread anymore… or at least until the next one becomes loose!