Loose Teeth Scare Me

I remember growing up that certain "individuals" in my house were freaked out about loose teeth.  I wasn't one of them.  It didn't phase me to twist the loose tooth until it finally gave up and came out.

Now that Malachi has his first loose tooth I am taking a more distant approach with the situation.  He came running out of Green Club to tell me about discovering his first loose tooth.  This occurred after biting into an apple.  He said that it was the best day ever...well, besides Christmas and his birthday.  I admired the tooth, but certainly didn't want to wiggle it myself.  He could barely contain himself when James walked in the door.  Oh the joys of a loose tooth.

I warned him that once the tooth is out there will be blood, but I know how to get it to stop bleeding so no worries.  He also showed me how he was going to sleep because he would hate to lose it in his sleep and swallow it.  I wonder if he's more excited about the impending hole in his mouth or the money that he will "earn" by the loss of the tooth.

Regardless, I hope that either he pulls it himself or James does the honors because I really want no part in that process besides being an onlooker and his #1 cheerleader.