flashback friday – 5 nov 2008

Each Friday I highlight old favorites from my now-abandoned blog “From the Top of the Stairs.” I hope you enjoy the re-runs as much as I do!


Tonight Savannah came to me to let me know that she had a loose tooth. When she first started losing them, she’d come to me at the first sign of a wiggle, but now she waits until they are literally ready to leap from her mouth, which is much better from my perspective. I’ve never enjoyed that portion of motherhood that asks me to put my delicate fingers into a slobbery mouth… Ewwww! Anyway, it took me all of 30 seconds to reach in and wrest it from it’s perch, and another 30 seconds for her to grab my wallet so that the “tooth fairy” could visit. There’s no mystery there anymore since the night the tooth fairy couldn’t outlast her and then didn’t wake up early enough to slip her the loot! Actually, Evan came to my rescue that time after hearing her cries and slipped some money on the floor beside the bed for her to find. Stupid tooth fairy anyway!

Savannah doesn’t have too many teeth left to lose at this point, and I swear if she loses many more in the coming days I’m going to have to use the blender to prepare all her food. She seems to be on a streak, and the tooth fairy is going to have to take out a loan at this rate!

Every time one of my children has ever lost a tooth, it has always reminded me of my Grandma Mary. Born blind, she was a truly amazing woman who could do anything. What many people didn’t know about her, except for her still-traumatized grandkids, is that she was a frustrated dentist in disguise. And not one of those kid-friendly, pastel-clad dentists like my kids go to today, but one of those that are nicknamed “the Butcher!” 🙂 I learned at a very early age that if you had a tooth that was even thinking about coming loose, you’d better keep it to yourself for as long as you could because if Grandma found out about it, that baby was coming out now! I have vivid memories of her trying to get one of my teeth out. She tried her fingers, pliers, tying it to the door with a string (you should have seen my leap after that door when she shut it!), and making me eat an apple, all to no avail… After that experience, I kept loose teeth well-guarded, more closely than state secrets!

When I had Evan and Braden, I was lucky enough that she was able to provide daycare for them as she had with all of us other grandkids when we were growing up. The boys were her pride and joy, and she loved them dearly. However, that inner-demon, errr…dentist, had not gone away. I can remember when Braden was teething that she would use her fingers and literally “massage” the tooth through the gums. I know it had to hurt like crazy at the time, but he sure didn’t suffer through teething as long as other babies. I would never have the heart to do that myself, but she really became gleeful at the prospect!

It’s funny how little things like Savannah’s tooth tonight can bring up such fond memories. She’s been gone several years now, but when I think about losing teeth, her smiling face and her silly “Oh goody!!!” leap immediately to mind.

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