I swear I'm not a squeamish person, but there are a few things that make me twitch. And possibly throw up in my mouth. And maybe pass out. The word "moist" is on that list, as is the word "panties" and if you use the two of them in a sentence together, I'm never speaking to you again. ::PUKE::
I think number one on that list is loose teeth. Teeth in general are gross, but when they're all wiggly and start waving goodbye at me, I DIE.
Guess who has a tooth that was waving goodbye at me all through dinner tonight.
AAAAAAAAAAAACCCCCCCCCCCCCCKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK.
Alexis is completely oblivious to how absolutely disgusting it is that her lower front tooth is twisted sideways and flapping every time she takes a breath. I can't decide if that's a good thing or a bad thing. I don't think she knows about that whole thing where the Tooth Fairy trades cash for incredibly disgusting little baby teeth (and puts them WHERE? is what I want to know), so she's in no hurry to yank that thing out.
NEITHER AM I. YOU WITH THE LOOSE TOOTH BEST KEEP YOUR DISTANCE.
The kid started getting her baby teeth when she was four months old. That means teething was a looooooong drawn out process. As far as I'm concerned, I've paid my dues when it comes with dealing with things happening in her mouth, so she should have to keep those teeth for A VERY LONG TIME POSSIBLY FOREVER. Why go through all that pain and misery only to have those damn things fall out just a few years later? WHY? WHY? WHY?
I'm doing everything I can to make sure that tooth falls out anywhere other than in my presence. Apples are getting packed in Alexis' lunch, along with carrots and rocks because WHY NOT? Go ahead! Chip those baby teeth! They're just going to wave goodbye at me for months and then fall out!
Anybody got a pair of moist panties they'd like to trade for one loose tooth?
