For those of you who know Tyler, you know that he does not handle the unknown well. He is very apprehensive and sometimes fearful of situations or experiences he has never before had. I will give you an example. Last summer, as in 2006, my mom and I took the kids to Disneyland and hooked up with Julie and TJ. All of the kids were most excited to go on Pirates of the Carribean, except Tyler, he was freaked out. Now, I am a most compasionate mother and if the kids are scared of ride I am more than willing to let them skip it, but not this one. After a lot of tears, a cell phone call to Dad, some encouragement from Uncle TJ and maybe a few threats from me the compasionate one, Tyler went on the ride and enjoyed it. See pictures below...
See the before and after shots.
Now fast forward to when Tyler lost his first tooth. It was pure drama and tantrums and many an exclamation of, "It'll hurt, it'll hurt." Even though the tooth, thanks to some good wiggling by dad was barely hanging on. And in the end despite a little blood all went well. The second tooth was easy as pie. Tyler came home from school, said mom will you pull out my tooth, I got ahold of it and out it popped! No problem.
Now the last two weeks or actually since school started Ty has been working on his top left tooth. Last week we got it super loose and once again he started some freak out because of the unknown. So we left it. All week we have been teasing him about pulling it out and everytime, he covers his mouth and yells no! At this point I think it is more for attention than anything else. So this morning, I got him to let me wiggle it and I somehow was able to make him promise that when he came home we could pull it out! He came home and after working on some flash cards I said, let me look at your tooth. I said, 'let's pull it out' and he said, "No!" and I said, "you promised this morning that we would." and he said, "I don't remember that!" With a big liar grin on his face. But alas, I won the battle today and out came the tooth, Janet style. I grabbed some floss, tied it nice and tight around what was left of the root and with Tyler's help gave it a good strong tug and out it flew! Tyler and I both gave a big cheer and a high five! And he even admitted that it didn't really hurt! The look of surprise on his face when I tugged on the floss was so funny! I loved it. So here are a few photos of my boy with a missing tooth and Brooklynn insisted on a picture of her missing teeth and who can resist taking a picture of her cute face so here they are, my toothless two.