Niko, the New Man

A couple of weeks ago, I was minding my own business reading when Niko emerged from the bathroom where he had been getting ready for bed. There was  an air about him, a swagger - maybe even a strut in his walk.

Proudly he told me that while he was brushing his teeth, he felt a quick jab of pain, and voila! His first loose tooth came flying out! He'd been working that tooth for quite some time. Frankly, it was probably ready to drop a few days earlier, but he wanted nothing to do with the more traditional methods of extraction: strings, fingers, you get the picture.

The best part of losing his first tooth wasn't the $2 left by the Tooth Fairy (or even the additional buck that s/he left for him at Papou's), it's the fact the tooth right next to it is ready to drop any day now.