I'm laughing right now. I probably should be......but at least I'll get an award for "Worst Mother of the Year." Soooooo.....Elliott has had a wiggly tooth for the past 2 weeks. During these 2 weeks, we have been wiggling the heck out of this tooth. Meanwhile, Elijah is whining that he doesn't have a wiggly tooth and wants one like his twin brother. (Keep this in mind yall....).
Well tonight, I decided to pull Elliott's tooth. It's loose as all 'get out' and I don't want him freaking out at school about loosing a tooth. (He's been doing so well in kindergarten these past few weeks.) So we start a tuggin and pullin.
At first Elijah is laughing at his twin Elliott. I mean rolling on the floor laughing.
Me: Elijah what are you laughing about?
Elijah: I'm laughing at Elliott.
Me: Why??? It hurts a little when you get a tooth pulled. You will be next.
Elijah: ...(Stoic face).......(crying face)......(see 2nd pic, top middle)...
Me: What's wrong Elijah???
Elijah: I don't want my tooth pulled!!!!!!!! (proceeds to hold Elliott's hand)
And yes, during this entire time I am snapping pictures and barely holding in my giggles. I even manage to get Elijah to wiggle Elliott's tooth a bit. But when I get a GOOD tug and red bloody mary shows.....Elijah is done.
Elijah: ...(loud as h#$l gasp.....GASP....and hand covers mouth like a white lady in a horror film.)
Elijah: Oh my gosh Mom. There's blood. It's so red.
Elliott: (crying softly...a few intermittent ooowwws)
Me: I told you it hurts.
Elijah: I really think we should stop.
For the next 7 minutes, I tug...THEY cry...... (Yes, they both cried as if they were both losing a tooth.)
Once the tooth is out, Elijah ask Elliott if he would like him to sleep with him for comfort. Elliott actually says yes!!! (Elliott hasn't wanted to share a sleeping space with NO ONE since he had to share the womb with Elijah 5 yrs ago.)
I think this "painful" experience bought them closer together.....But I'm only putting money for 1 under the pillow tonight.
Mommy Phoebe Free
These are simple letters to my kids...about their antics.