Nitrous oxide is good stuff.

Baby Boy's first teeth erupted at a preposterously young age (almost three months). Probably because of this and genetics (thanks Husband!), the kid has soft teeth.

He had his first cavity at about 12 months, so at his age, he knows all about dental offices. In fact, recently, one of his early cavities popped out.

We went to the pediatric dentist this past week to get the tooth refilled. Earlier, the dentist noticed Baby Boy had loosened a tooth, possibly from his usual active antics. When the dentist got to looking in his mouth now, I mentioned that the tooth was dying and it was shifting.

"That's because it broke from the root and is only holding on by the nerve," the dentist said.

Baby Boy got his nitrous oxide. He had the hygienist in stitches when he was getting the freezing needle. "Dr. Bob, you should trim your nails. They're a little sharp."

The fillings were done quickly but the extraction took little slower than was expected. It turned out the root of the tooth went up really high in his gums.

And it hurt the little booger but I was totally digging the show. Sure, it pained me to see Baby Boy cry, but I was fascinated at the procedure. And I knew it would mean an end to my kid putting his fingers in his mouth. He may even regain his appetite.

So now, Baby Boy is missing a tooth. Thankfully, it isn't in the very front where it would be noticed. However, being off to the side like it is, it wouldn't look out of place if he started chewing a stalk of wheat and wore a floppy straw hat. Yee-haw.