Soupo has had a loose tooth for months now. (You think I kid? You are stupid. It’s been actual months of wiggle, wiggle, wiggle with that tooth.) I have been badgering him about getting rid of it. The Little Woman has been badgering him about getting rid of it. The dentist has been badgering him about getting rid of it. More importantly, the hygienist, who is too cool and gives him toys, has been badgering him about getting rid of it. Even his school chums have been badgering him about getting rid of it.
Friday morning (I’ve been saving this story back for today), right before it’s time to leave for school, he comes to me. “Dad,” he says. “Could you pull out my tooth for me?”
Of course I say “yes”.
We go up to the bathroom and I pull at his tooth. Pull it out? No. Just pull at it. It doesn’t want to come out. How can this be? It’s super-wiggly, I have no idea what’s even holding it in his head. So I pull again. Still stuck. (He even said “Ow!” once.) I change my grip (you don’t have a lot of grip options on a tooth as it turns out) and really pull. It’s stuck. I pull again, again it’s stuck. I pull some more, it’s still stuck and I pull harder.
Now comes the ew-y part. I give one big pull and I feel this tearing, popping stuff going on as whatever gristle is holding on to the tooth finally gives up to my mightly pulling onslaught. (See? You went “ew!”, dintcha? It’s the ew-y part.) And the tooth just falls out. Finally.
“Cooooool!” Soupo says, looking at his newly-out tooth. “Uhhh…” he says as his mouth FILLS WITH BLOOD!
I had him rinse his mouth out a coupla times and the bleeding stopped. And his tooth is finally out. And the Tooth Fairy was slated to show up that night with a bright, shiny DIME. Did he get his dime? Nooooo! The Tooth Fairy snuck a whole greenback under his pillow. A whole dollar just for one lousy tooth! Can you believe it?
I’m off to Ft. Leavenworth for work, going to the airport in a few moments. I’ve been lurking all morning just for this moment.
So, in case I don’t get to get back on for a couple of days, let me just get ahead of the game: Oh, Swampy, how could you say that? and Good recipe! and <insert bad pun here>.
The Boy once had one like that. It hung on and on and on. But fortunately he is blessed with an older sister who is much wiser in ways of the world. And she knew that the tooth fairy was paying out in fake gold bullion (Sacagawea dollars here). And so they conspired to get that tooth out. And so The Girl, who had recently learned how to remove the stems of apples, twisted that tooth round and round until it wrenched free. I don’t think it even bled that much.
I always got a quarter from the tooth fairy. That was pretty good money back in the day, I tell ya! What did Soupo do with his greenback? I hope you and the Missus didn’t make him like save it for college or something awful like that. Tooth fairy money is meant to be spent on fun stuff. It’s a tooth fairy money rule.
I had a quiet weekend. I cleaned out my sock drawers. I made ham and potato soup. I took naps. I read. I soaked in the hot tub. I drank beer. I made oatmeal/raisin cookies. I welcomed ACBG back in my own special way yesterday afternoon. All in all a good weekend.
Oh, and I’m taking Friday off this week. No special reason, just ready for a day off. I have no plans, just gonna hang around the house, surf the dope and the rest of the 'net and take naps or whatever I fancy doing. I just need me a day like that.
Tomorrow is Mardi Gras. I’m celebrating by going over to my church to eat pancakes and sausages for supper. The way I figure it, any reason to eat pancakes and sausages is a good one.
Oh, one more thing. Somebody asked me yesterday what I’m giving up for Lent. I said that I was giving up people who ask annoying questions. It took him (it wasn’t ACBG) a few minutes to figure out what I said.
-swampbear (I’d give up smartassery for Lent but I wouldn’t last more than a day)
Rue’s bored today - he’s posting more than usual. Usually it’s a flash of brilliance, and then the rest of us try to corrupt it.
Not much blood this weekend - had some last weekend, when my poor cat gave me a heart attack by getting herself into a situation where I thought she would break her leg. She was fine, but stabbed me in the arm when I was helping her. Hope the dry cleaner can get blood out of my sweater - it’s a pretty sweater.
Did the standard hanging out this weekend - highlight was baking a new banana bread recipe, which was good but not spectacular. Next weekend is a visit down to FL, so I won’t be around to post to MMP until late Monday at the earliest. And it just breaks my heart, let me tell you.
Oh, swampy , backyards are sooooooooo last season. This season, disguise your dead in colorful boxes in your family room. It’s old school chic - furniture and cover-up all in one.
Dentistry at home gives me the whim-whams. I never wanted to pull out any of my loose teeth either. Thankfully I’m now among the ranks of the insured, so last week (Thursday morning) I was able to see a professional to get my choppers polished. With cookie dough flavored toothpaste. That’s bizarre.
Any of youse see Henry and June? It came out in 1990 and garnered an NC-17 rating. If you haven’t, don’t bother. With the sheer amount of naked flesh in that movie, it should have been a lot better. But it wasn’t particularly arousing at all. There were flashes of “ooh, neat!” but not nearly what I’d hoped for.
I was always really bad about my baby teeth. I was so afraid of a situation like the one Rue described with blood and tearing/popping sounds that I never wiggled my teeth. So most of them had to be pulled out by the dentist because the adult teeth started growing in crooked since the baby teeth were still in the way. So I tended not to get much from the Tooth Fairy since my parents had already spent money on the dentist!
I made bbq pork in the crock pot yesterday. Wow was that good! It just totally fell apart. Other than that, a quiet weekend that involved more than one nap. Ah, life is good.
My wisdom teeth are coming in again. I will bite anyone who tries to pull them out the home-dentistry way. They’ve been coming in gradually for the last three years, but I haven’t noticed any great increases of wisdom.
I must find out what time the Ash Wednesday service is, and remember to make pancakes tomorrow. Should pick up some bacon to go with them. Drat. I’m working 5-10 pm tomorrow, and Mr. Lissar is working 12 am to 8 am tonight. Dunno if he’ll be awake before I leave for work. I guess he could heat the food up. Yum. Food.
I’m hungry. What should I make this week? I was thinking scalloped potatoes today. We have lots of minestrone left over from the weekend. I feel bored with food planning. Maybe I’ll eat a steady diet of grilled cheese this week.
No exciting tooth fairy moments for us this weekend. Although, when the kids did lose teeth, the Tooth Fairy was very generous. Greenbacks were common.
I spent a lot of money this weekend. We went out to dinner Friday night, I bought U2 tickets Saturday morning, and we went out to dinner again on Saturday night. Sheesh!
I was this close to getting out of having to go to U2. We couldn’t get any tickets, but then I STUPIDLY tried one more time and lo and behold two tickets, next to each other, next to the stage showed up. I STUPIDLY told the hubby and he insisted we buy them. Cripes, they were $160.00 a piece! I DID NOT want to spend that kind of money on U2. The hubby likes them, me…not so much. They got real sucky.
Oh, and we tried **Rue’s ** PB, nanner, and honey sannich. It is day-um good! I made one for me and the hubby and the daughter was making “ew” faces and noises at us…until we made her try a bite. Hubby had to give up the second half of his sannich to the daughter and I had give mine up to the son. This is probably a good thing, they are rich. So, the sanniches were a huge hit and I have been told that bananas, PB and honey on hand at all times.
