tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31156088.post2648253275947055627..comments2008-03-06T22:03:50.394-08:00Carolinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13478452418420194351noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31156088.post-43549659840534661092008-03-06T22:03:00.000-08:002008-03-06T22:03:00.000-08:00Wow, that was a big milestone indeed. I've been telling Kelvin for a while now that 6 is the big year in which he'll start loosing his teeth.Lilianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03809018728037248794noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31156088.post-43527313364956165042008-02-25T17:47:00.000-08:002008-02-25T17:47:00.000-08:00Congrats to Ben!<BR/><BR/>I teared up with L.'s first lost tooth--it is a milestone, that's for sure.<BR/><BR/>P.S. Love those Joe's O's btw--a staple around here!Aliki2006http://www.blogger.com/profile/15763865834765963343noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31156088.post-65045343820950380122008-02-25T13:26:00.000-08:002008-02-25T13:26:00.000-08:00Congratulations, Ben!! How very sensible of your teeth to wait until the new ones are well on their way before making their grand exit. I imagine my daughter's teeth will be the exact same way. :)Elrenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11738565810912490256noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31156088.post-24395983384808302542008-02-25T08:41:00.000-08:002008-02-25T08:41:00.000-08:00Ben wanted to save the tooth, so the Tooth Fairy left him a certificate to acknowledge the milestone (and then Ben glimpsed the draft on Tony's computer this morning, necessitating an elaborate story about the TF using our printer...)<BR/>Libby, I think maybe I was visiting during some of Mariah's tooth ordeal; Violeta, that is very type A+ of you to pull out your own teeth for money!!Carolinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13478452418420194351noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31156088.post-63110695940600201332008-02-25T07:13:00.000-08:002008-02-25T07:13:00.000-08:00do you remember Mariah trying to pull one out? She tied a string around it, tied the other end to the doorknob, and closed the door. Repeatedly. Often the string fell off. When, some time later, I suggested to her that she needed to slam the door to make it work, she looked at me in horror. Her plan? "I'll just close the door and back away slowly."<BR/><BR/>Needless to say, it was over a week before that tooth came out!Libbyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09406720496767981522noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31156088.post-82052427187626142072008-02-25T05:44:00.000-08:002008-02-25T05:44:00.000-08:00That is a good milestone. In Spain, we had a different equivalent of the Tooth Fairy, the Raton Perez, but he still brought money. Instead of waiting patiently like dear Ben, though, I started pulling my teeth out for money. (My poor mother caught on, eventually). Now I REALLY don't know what that says about me!Violetahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13165716387244481260noreply@blogger.com