I'm not sure when exactly it happened. But at some point between the time the children went to bed last night, and the time that they woke up this morning, Carolyn lost her bottom right tooth.
This tooth has been loose for a long, long time.
Our nightly ritual of brushing teeth has been an absolute nightmare since about ... June ... because Carolyn would not let us put a brush near her lower teeth and the plaque build-up was getting out of control. So, I'd just delicately floss and do my very best to not disturb "the tooth" because otherwise the tears would flow and the screaming would commence and one might think I was trying to cut off my child's limb with a hacksaw as opposed to delicately clearing tartar away from the gumline.
For the most part, Carolyn has become an expert at biting all food with one of her molars. Although that has led to her consuming food in the most obscure ways - just to avoid any contact with "the tooth." But last night, during what can only be described as a temporary lapse of dental circumstances, she used her front teeth to bite in to a piece of pineapple and the loose tooth went SIDEWAYS in her mouth.
The tooth was literally, hanging by a thread.
Once Carolyn realized what had happened, not only did she start screaming, all three of her siblings started to scream. The pandemonium over the impending loss of this first tooth was deafening. And yet, even though the loss of this tooth was obviously inevitable, she wouldn't let us touch it. She wouldn't let us touch her. She went to bed, fully confident God would fix it, over night. So when she woke up this morning and the tooth was gone, she was stunned.
Especially when we ripped her bed apart and couldn't find the tooth anywhere.
A few hours later, we overheard a conversation she had with her brother (who has been pining for her lost tooth so he could add it to his "collection") and they were developing a strategy that involved a cup and a spoon and how they would FIND that tooth. In the toilet.
WAIT. JUST. A. MINUTE.
Santa comes to our house. As does the Easter Bunny and the Tooth Fairy. Even if there is no tooth tucked beneath a pillow to recover, the Tooth Fairy is extremely well equipped to make a gastrointestinal rescue, while our children are sleeping. At least that's what I explained to our children, therefore - CUPS, SPOONS AND TOILET FISHING ARE NOT REQUIRED.
Tonight, we went to a White Elephant (aka: Yankee Swap) Christmas ornament party at one of the neighbor's homes. This was the extremely appropriate ornament that Carolyn unwrapped. Now, she has a tooth that she can look at - to remind her of the tooth that she lost and swallowed.
And now, before I totally forget, the Tooth Fairy needs to go make a deposit beneath her pillow. He will be leaving a silver dollar which will hopefully, be received well. Carolyn had indicated she really (really, really, really) wanted the Tooth Fairy to leave her a guinea pig - but I'm afraid the little thing would suffocate.