I'm sure some of you saw my family on MSNBC, CNN, or FOX News over the weekend. Or maybe you heard us on NPR. For those of you who may have missed our interviews, you'll be happy to know that the long national nightmare is finally over: Tooth Watch '09 has officially ended. Zoey finally lost her first tooth!
Yeah, I know. Your kids have all lost teeth. It's no big deal.
Tell that to my daughter. You would've thought she was the first person EVER to have lost a tooth.
When she first discovered it was loose, we all had to touch it approximately 18,326 times a day to see if we could feel it wiggle. She's spent the past week flicking it back and forth with her tongue, alternately disgusting and wowing us with the little strand of whatthehellever that holds the tooth to the jaw.
But now that it's out, what the hell do we do with it? Right now it's in a plastic baggie in my underwear drawer. Part of me thinks I should keep it for nostalgia's sake (and probably not in my underwear drawer), but another part of me feels that keeping any body part is the first stop on the journey to Dahmerville.
But then again, you never know when you might need to whip up a voodoo spell that calls for a tooth.
Song of the day: Crooked Teeth by Death Cab For Cutie
The Vigil Is Over
