Kobe also had to call Grandma Wentzel to tell he about his tooth. After he got off the phone he told me, "I bet Grandma told Grandpa bout my tooth" :)
It was so cute.
Why I hate loose teeth and them falling out:
I only remember one of my teeth falling out. It was Halloween and I had a loose molar. I was chewing on a big gummy bear and all the sudden I bit down on something hard and pointy. I pulled the gummy bear out of my mouth and there was my molar in it. It was nice that it didn't hurt when it fell out but that feeling of biting into it is still so clear to me that wiggly teeth make my very grossed out. I was not looking forward to this whole teeth falling out thing!!! Thank goodness Ben doesn't seem to mind it!
In other news, today I let Kobe go down to his classroom all by himself. I figured it was time to rip the band aid off. So, I didn't say anything about it, I just walked him in the doors, stopped, handed him all his stuff and told him good-bye. For a second he had a "I'm not so sure I want to do this" look on his face, but he went right along with it and marched down the hallway. He turned around and said "I love you Mom" and kept marching.
Lucky you, you get to re-live my separation-anxiety filled moment with me: