J-man lost his first tooth. (He'll be six in April)
Another one is quite Wiggly. REALLY REALLY wiggly ... but he's not ready to pull it.
He would wiggle it and then come back for me to tug on it.
We finally got it out. He was very brave and determined.
He was given the tooth bounty.
(The tooth fairy doesn't visit us - because I'm short and we had/have bunk beds)
What I wasn't expecting was the rite of passage loosing his first tooth would be.
I was talking to the eldest two kids, "I want you big kids to unload the dishwasher."
J-man looked at me, "Are you talking to me, too?"
Yup. He's a big kid now.