Bites the Dust
Another tooth bit the dust.
She has had a wiggly tooth for awhile now. She’s been playing with it a lot in order to get it out. Thursday night, it was nearly out. She was adamant (we’ll, we were too) that if she played with it enough it would fall out. However, all that accomplished was more pain. She started crying because it was getting so sore and it wasn’t coming out.
So I told her to just leave it. Who knows...maybe it would fall out at school? And then she’d have a story to tell.
I got home from work on Friday, this is what greeted me at the door.
She has had a wiggly tooth for awhile now. She’s been playing with it a lot in order to get it out. Thursday night, it was nearly out. She was adamant (we’ll, we were too) that if she played with it enough it would fall out. However, all that accomplished was more pain. She started crying because it was getting so sore and it wasn’t coming out.
So I told her to just leave it. Who knows...maybe it would fall out at school? And then she’d have a story to tell.
I got home from work on Friday, this is what greeted me at the door.
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