Hard Knocks

You may have noticed in the picture of William in my last post that he had a puffy, discoloured forehead. A few weeks ago, William had a run in with a wall. The only witness to this accident was Theo, and he told us later that William was running, his feet slipped out from under him, and he went face first into a wall. William was pretty upset but I was happy to see that none of his teeth were missing, his nose wasn't broken, and that he was otherwise mostly okay. He did however, manage to get the biggest goose egg on his face that anyone has ever seen. 

He screamed bloody murder if I put ice on it so by the next day there was probably a bit more fluid build up in his forehead than there could have been. I think he looked distinctly like a Na'vi, those aliens from Avatar, minus the teal skin and tail. 

It didn't slow William down for very long though and not even two weeks later, there was barely the hint of a bruise on his forehead. 

While we are on the subject of heads, Theo was very proud to lose a second baby tooth this week. Thankfully this one came out naturally and not because he ran into a wall.

Toothless Wonder

Last week, our house had its first visit from the tooth fairy. Even though we had talked with Theo about how baby teeth loosen and fall out and adult teeth replace them he was still pretty panicky when he felt that first wobble. It wasn't until we reminded him of the tooth fairy that he seemed to settle down and get excited about his tooth coming out.

Being a third child, I knew the drill by the time I was five or six years old. If a tooth feels wobbly, you wiggle that sucker, to the point of pain, almost constantly until it falls out. It would take about three days, tops. Meanwhile, Theo's tooth took about two weeks before it finally fell out since he almost never wiggled it. Toward the end I started reminding him every evening to twist and loosen the tooth and eventually it came out.

Traditionally, children in Japan throw bottom baby teeth on to the roof and top baby teeth underneath the house. The children are told that this helps their teeth grow up or down straight. We felt it seemed a bit unmagical and, judging by a lot of the teeth we see, pretty ineffective so we opted to go the way of the tooth fairy.

Theo lost his tooth right before bed and placed it excitedly in an envelope under his pillow. In a sudden bout of paranoia, he made us remove the ladder up to his bunk bed so that William wouldn't climb into his bed in the middle of the night and put the envelope somewhere that the fairy couldn't find it. Later that evening, Dustin and I had to figure out an appropriate amount of money to give him. I remember getting about 25 cents per tooth when I was little and Dustin doesn't remember ever getting anything for his teeth. That could be a product of his very leaky memory or maybe his parents didn't do the tooth fairy thing. We finally settled on 100 yen (about 1$ Canadian) as an appropriate amount considering inflation in the past 25 years. Apparently a lot of parents back home are paying quite a bit more for their children's teeth, but since Theo doesn't really have anyone here to compare to, he'll never know!