lost tooth!!
Apr. 1st, 2020 04:21 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
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I have arrived just in time to witness my friend’s 7 year old son lose his first tooth!
He’s a Very Sensitive Boy with a weird relationship to pain (it’s the only, only lingering thing from him being born Super Premature [and actually it might be more related to him being a ginger? it turns out redheads have Extremely Weird Pain Tolerances to the point that it’s a noted thing in anaesthesia, so like, redheads, wyd], so they got off really light on that one, but it does mean he’ll show you completely unexceptional bits of his skin that some prickly bit of clothing touched yesterday that he considers to be “scraped” fairly frequently; he doesn’t whine about it but it’s clear he’s got like, superpowers of feeling stuff), so we were all kind of dreading the inevitable bleeding and screaming from this tooth falling out, but actually he was just wiggling it with his tongue and it popped out with zero drama, so we’re all relieved.
He’s very, very, very excited and is carrying it around in a plastic baggie and showing everyone. Since there are only five people in this house counting him, that’s kind of. Well, not very rewarding, but he’s doing it anyway.
Meanwhile, the superintendent of the local school sent out a really dickish email last night, which started and ended with gentle exhortations for everyone to take care of themselves and one another in this terrible thing we’re all going through, and then in the middle on its own line in bold was a nasty note that the online coursework is absolutely required and needs to be done promptly. My friend wrote a fairly snippy note back to the effect that if she, a stay-at-home mother with two children and fast internet, found the work unattainably burdensome, then how much more difficult should it be for working parents, essential workers, and those with more children? It did not square with his more reasonable sentiment that all of us should focus on staying alive, and she would be expecting his apology to the community shortly.
Her husband (the doctor I was talking about yesterday) commented dryly that he’d be happy to append a note that if the superintendent really thought the most important thing in the world was getting the online coursework for the kindergartners done, he’d be happy to comply, but then if you’re having trouble breathing don’t go to the hospital because the doctors are too busy at home with the kindergartner’s coursework since that’s clearly everyone’s number one priority in all this. (That’s the kind of neighborhood this is; most of their peers are doctors’ kids.)
For real though.
I have arrived just in time to witness my friend’s 7 year old son lose his first tooth!
He’s a Very Sensitive Boy with a weird relationship to pain (it’s the only, only lingering thing from him being born Super Premature [and actually it might be more related to him being a ginger? it turns out redheads have Extremely Weird Pain Tolerances to the point that it’s a noted thing in anaesthesia, so like, redheads, wyd], so they got off really light on that one, but it does mean he’ll show you completely unexceptional bits of his skin that some prickly bit of clothing touched yesterday that he considers to be “scraped” fairly frequently; he doesn’t whine about it but it’s clear he’s got like, superpowers of feeling stuff), so we were all kind of dreading the inevitable bleeding and screaming from this tooth falling out, but actually he was just wiggling it with his tongue and it popped out with zero drama, so we’re all relieved.
He’s very, very, very excited and is carrying it around in a plastic baggie and showing everyone. Since there are only five people in this house counting him, that’s kind of. Well, not very rewarding, but he’s doing it anyway.
Meanwhile, the superintendent of the local school sent out a really dickish email last night, which started and ended with gentle exhortations for everyone to take care of themselves and one another in this terrible thing we’re all going through, and then in the middle on its own line in bold was a nasty note that the online coursework is absolutely required and needs to be done promptly. My friend wrote a fairly snippy note back to the effect that if she, a stay-at-home mother with two children and fast internet, found the work unattainably burdensome, then how much more difficult should it be for working parents, essential workers, and those with more children? It did not square with his more reasonable sentiment that all of us should focus on staying alive, and she would be expecting his apology to the community shortly.
Her husband (the doctor I was talking about yesterday) commented dryly that he’d be happy to append a note that if the superintendent really thought the most important thing in the world was getting the online coursework for the kindergartners done, he’d be happy to comply, but then if you’re having trouble breathing don’t go to the hospital because the doctors are too busy at home with the kindergartner’s coursework since that’s clearly everyone’s number one priority in all this. (That’s the kind of neighborhood this is; most of their peers are doctors’ kids.)
For real though.
