So much easier when she does that instead of Jared holding her down while I pry open her mouth and pull it out, which is how it normally goes.
We tried letting them fall out on their own, but the amount of yucky stuff building up underneath was causing concern for the adult teeth.
But... this latest tooth has been loose for a bit and she actually wriggled it a lot, so today, when she complained that she was having a hard time biting her teeth together and eating, I figure it was about time. I explained why it would need to come out today and she cried. I made sure to ask her what it is about loosing teeth that really upsets her.
I know where that comes from. Knocking out a baby front tooth when you are 4 and having blood pour down your face and onto your mothers arm can be pretty traumatizing I imagine. So I gave her extra snuggles and we made a deal to watch one more Curious George, then we would pull the tooth, then she could watch some more CG. She cried, but accepted it.
Then she cried and begged and pleaded to wait till tomorrow to pull it once the moment arrived. I hugged, and soothed best I could, but then I started getting my implements ready (paper towels, ice cold water, ice). I told her this time we would pull the tooth with her sitting up so that way the blood wouldn't drip onto her tongue and that she could close her eyes while I stopped the bleeding so she wouldn't have to look at the blood.
As my fingers where headed for her mouth, she said "Wait, let me try first!" in a panicked voice. This is one of the stall tactics, but we always let her try.
On her 4th or 5th try I saw her eyes grow wide as she actually managed to pull the tooth out! I quickly grabbed the tooth (in case there was blood) and stuffed some paper towels in her mouth before the blood could get on her tongue.
She was so excited she tried to talk to me about it while her mouth was full of paper towels and my fingers.
All it all, it was the 2nd least dramatic tooth removal we have experienced and I hope she remembers it for next time as we still have 13 teeth to go.
Look at the adult top teeth coming in! The missing tooth is on the bottom left (right in the picture).
On our return from Ames for our celebratory gelato (that was Emma's reward for pulling her own tooth out), Emma mentioned that she had math homework to do when she gets home.
Me- "Ok. Wait, were did you get math homework?
Emma- "Oh, I have to go to school first to get my math homework."
Me- "What school are you going to go to?"
Emma- "The school in our family room."
We do not actually have a school in the family room. That room is basically Emma's domain, so I guess it is possible that there is a school in there.
After we got home, Emma headed for the family room and was quite for a bit. Then she wandered into the living room to show me her math homework.
(The last equation is 609+9=618)
Apparently we should employ the unicorn teacher on a full time basis because she seems to be a pretty good teacher.
Oh, and we made a super yummy millet porridge for breakfast this morning!