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Toothless Wonder-Twins

Posted by | April 21, 2015 | BAMBINOS | One Comment

DSC_0001When our twinados were tiny, and first starting to lose their teeth, they were fascinated by the whole process. The loot from the Tooth Fairy was the least of it; they were seriously enamored with the idea that their teeth fell out. Quickly they discovered that — if loose enough — they could pull each other’s teeth out. They’d wiggle and wiggle their teeth (their own, and each other’s), they’d wiggle like you wouldn’t believe, they’d tug and twist and yank, and they came up with all sorts of ideas to make the teeth come out ASAP. Their favorite was the “Tissue Method,” in which they’d use pieces of paper towel or Kleenex to wrap around their brother’s loose (often barely loose) tooth, get the best grip possible, then attempt to yank it out regardless of how loose (or unloose) the tooth actually was. They were unbelievably successful at pulling out each other’s teeth– even when the teeth were hardly loose at all.

Let’s just say there was lots and lots of blood involved, and we’ll leave it at that.

Braydon and I have crazy memories of all this tooth-yanking insanity. We laugh now about it, but at the time it was over-the-top twinny insanity. We remember one weekend morning, in particular, when they were six years old, and Owen pulled a very un-loose tooth out of Kyle’s mouth (with Kyle’s total approval) before Braydon and I had even woken up yet. I wrote about that in 2010 here.

Over the years we have spent a ridiculous amount of time worrying that they’ll accidentally pull out each other’s full-adult (non-baby) teeth. In fact, if truth be told, we’ve been known to call the dentist a couple of times just to have them check the x-rays to make sure that the latest lost tooth wasn’t actually an adult tooth mistaken for a baby tooth by one of our darling sons.

Well, they are almost 11 years old now. And they are losing their molars. This is one of those things where we’re reminded of how much they’ve changed (they are my height [Kyle], or taller than me [Owen], they don’t even believe in the Tooth Fairy anymore [whaaaaaaaaaaa!!!!!!!!], and relative to the tiny toddlers they once were, they are practically grown men!), and yet how little has changed (oh my heavens. in so many ways. they are still crazy twinny little twinado bouncing babies!).

Tonight, as the day was winding down, and we were about to begin the bedtime routine, Owen announced that one of his molars was loose. We checked it, and sure enough, it was. Then Kyle started feeling around in his mouth. Sure enough! One of his was loose too. We checked it, and yes — just barely — but it was a bit loose. So, here we are, with two just barely loose molars. No big deal. “Well, this will be interesting!” I said, “We’ll see whose comes out first!” And that was that. Braydon went upstairs to get Meera ready for bed, and I sent the boys on their way up to get ready for bed as well.

Next thing I know, Kyle comes barreling back down the stairs with a tooth in his hand, a huge smile on his face, and blood everywhere. “I pulled it out!,” he announced loudly and with a lot of pride. Owen heard this, of course, and within a nanosecond came bolting into the kitchen to see. I was stunned as I stood in the kitchen, holding Kyle’s tooth in one hand, and handing him a paper towel to mop up the blood with another. I had barely even examined Kyle’s tooth when I notice Owen, right there on the spot, with his brother by his side egging him on, dramatically and over-the-top-enthusiastically pulling out his own (barely loose) molar too. Sure enough, before I could even intervene, with Kyle shouting “Do it! Do it! Pull it! Pull it! Owen! Owen! Pull! Pull! Harder! Harder!,” Owen yanked out his tooth too. Another paper towel (much blood involved) handed to him by me, and another tooth handed to me by him, and I’m standing there with these two crazy boys, and two of their molars in my hand.

Whaaatha?!?!!

So, yeah. The double-bleeding eventually subsided. Peace was restored (“peace” is a relative term here. always.). And I got out the camera to document this fine moment in our family’s history.

Tonight we’ve got double molars in the Tooth Fairy Pillow. Meera can’t wait to see what the Tooth Fairy brings.

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One Comment

  • Gail McCormick says:

    That was a whole lot more fun than reading about the increasing link between fracking and earthquakes tho the boys could probably cause an earthquake all by themselves. 😉

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