Quiet

This afternoon I had Kristopher playing in his room really good while I was doing some sewing projects. More on those another day. I have an idea though.
Anyway, he was playing really good and I kept hearing all these cars sounds and craziness. He was happy and playing so great without distractions so I was happy too. Then it got quiet. Really quiet. So slightly panicked, I run to his door to see what happened. Quiet and Kristopher is never a good combination. He is sitting with his back towards me, hunched over really weird and hand near his face. I asked him what was wrong and he turns and says he was trying to pull his other loose teeth. They are "really wiggily" and he wants the tooth fairy to visit again. So much for the fear of those falling out. Now he's actually trying to pull them! I'm guessing in a few days another is going to be out because the other bottom tooth is barely hanging on. He went to bed tonight with it sticking straight out forwards and looking all nasty.
I don't like loose teeth...And I don't like that my baby is already growing adult teeth! That first one that fell out already has the new one starting through. The past 5 years have gone way too fast......