For a week a tooth has been noticeably loose – and my cutie bug has enjoyed wiggling it here and there, asking, “Can you promise me that it will come out today Mom?”
Saturday morning, tooth number two looked grey and ready to be evacuated from that mouth. So Dad got his tools ready and began to extract the tooth promptly. Floss tied around the tooth…slipped right off. Big Daddy fingers…slipped off. Some tissue wrapped around Daddy fingers…slipped off. Slippery little thing, that tooth. So, Daddy pulled out the big boys – the pliers. Little bug’s eyes got big but she did not flinch – she was as excited as Dad to see the tooth removed. Huge pliers…slipped off.
After a half an hour of effort, we gave up and decided that God would have to remove that tooth in His own time. At bedtime, Mom helped Cutie bug brush her teeth – maybe a few rigorous brushes would help break that stubborn tooth free. And lo and behold – a tooth popped out, but not tooth number two (the grey one). No, it was tooth number one. Which means, we’ll be looking at a big gaping hole in that smile pretty soon.
And no, I can’t promise it will be today!
A smile is like salve for the soul...(Proverbs 17:22)
Thank you Lord for showing me the pleasure of the little things.
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