Sunday, February 15, 2009

Stringing Along a Bloody Tooth















So, Jacob's tooth is precariously dangling by a piece of rotting skin, really a stretched-out fleshy "gum tag" that is either suctioned to the tooth or attached by little teeth hooks or something. Or maybe it’s tape, or glue. I really don’t know; I didn’t bother to learn anatomy. Anyway, the tooth has been a shiny enamel mobile in my son’s mouth for over a week, and, no matter what we say or do, he won’t let ANYONE near him to yank the sucker out.

And this isn’t the first tooth he has lost.

Nope. No amount of money, idle threats, candy, promises of extra Wii gametime, NOTHING will get this boy ready for us to just reach in and pluck out the tooth. He screams, cries, and runs frantically in all directions, claiming the pain will be too excruciating and that he will suffer extreme blood loss and he will die. This might be the reason…

With his first tooth, we thought it would be so funny to put Jacob through the tried and true method of removing baby teeth, the tie-a-string-to-the-tooth-and-door-handle-and-slam-the-door-and-the-tooth-falls-out method. There isn’t a person in the whole wide world who doesn’t experience this, a total "Rite of Passage", right? The problem with this method is, we get so excited about trying it that we often do so when the tooth is, well, just not loose enough…right? Am I alone here? Am I?...

So, Jacob had his first loose tooth, and he was ready to get it pulled out. We were all excited and ready to participate in this life-changing event!

We tied the string to his tooth…funny!
We tied the sting to the door…oh how we laughed at the craziness of it all!
We got the door into position, and held Jacob still…
We slammed the door…

Suddenly, high-pitched squealing and wailing ensued as we now had a frantic, tethered child, desperately trying to make an escape like a trapped fox in a snare. The tooth was not budging, but bleeding profusely, and Jacob resembled a human paddle-ball that exploded red paint. Trying to talk to him over his howling got us nowhere as he ricocheted off the door repeatedly while we tried, without success, to hold him down and get the sting off his tooth. Fearful of losing my finger to razor sharp baby teeth, I cut the string from the door handle as Josh used all his force to hold Jacob down. We let him go and saw standing before us a traumatized, bleeding, 7-year-old with a long string firmly attached to a hanging, but determined to stay, tooth.

He looked at us, shaking, and began to slur and spit, telling us what horrible parents we were and that we were NEVER, EVER allowed to touch his teeth again! This tirade went on and on as Audrey sat in the background, half giggling, half grossed out, and 100% determined to grab a hold of that string.

Guilt does a weird thing to parents, and for a split-second, we looked at each other to confirm that we WEREN’T the worst parents in the world. That’s when Audrey leaped past us and grabbed the string.

Before we could even react, we had two screaming children running around trying to gain control of that string. Jacob tried as best as he could to stop her determined little hands from getting that string, but it was a quest she would not give up on...

We tried to stifle our laughter as we jumped in to stop the mad pursuit. She was about to get a scolding for upsetting her already suffering sibling, when she triumphantly held her hand high. In it, was the string! We then looked at Jacob, who had a bleeding gap in his gum-line. The string was off! And the tooth? Next to his foot!

Immediately all the drama vanished and the kids laughed at how funny it was that his tooth was next to his foot. We laughed along with them, hoping he had already forgotten how he came into this predicament in the first place.

He hadn’t, and that’s why teeth now hang for weeks from his mouth before they fall out, and why grandpa now sends him 5 bucks for each tooth, a sort of punitive retribution for our terrible parenting skills.

5 comments:

Lorie said...

That is so funny! It is always that way though...the scream and make you feel terrible and the second the tooth is out is is a celebration!

Next time it is hanging like that go in and get it while he is asleep! ;D

Lori said...

You did it again! My giggles still haven't stopped. I really love your blog!

Insanity Kim said...

Thanks Lori!

Giggles are goooooooooooooood! :)

Kearsie said...

Yes, the door handle tooth removal. I did it, too, on my first loose tooth. I don't remember the rest of my teeth falling out except for one random Christmas vacation day when I was eating one of those ginormous candy canes, you know the ones that have the actual circumference of a real cane? One of those. I lost 3 molars that day.

Joni @ Avalee said...

You mean mommie! :) just kidding, i definetly went through that string on the door knob deal as a kid with my dad, which i fell for, then there were suggestions with other loose teeth after that to tie to the dog and other crazy suggestions that my brother thought I would fall for but I had wised up by then :) J

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