If teeth had hair this last one would have been hanging from one. But no, not for the past few days. WEEKS, people. This tooth has been ready to come out for W.E.E.K.S. Every morning he'd rub his tongue over and look at me with those eyes and ask "Is it still there?"This past week, I stopped answering. Before we'd brush his teeth he'd hold up one finger and say "Careful, remember?" I tried telling him if he swallowed it, the tooth fairy wouldn't come. I tried telling him if he swallowed it and it came out in his poop he'd be the one to have to go through it. (He told me it wasn't that important). I even went so far to say if "you don't let me pull it I'm calling the dentist and he'll pull it". The stinker was fine with that scenario UNTIL he asked if he'd have to get a shot and we said yes. I'm just trying to paint the picture of what it's like to get a tooth out of this kids mouth.
And tonight. I don't think I cried and yelled as much going into labor both times as he did with this tooth. And that was all before we touched it! But the important thing is it is OUT!! (And somebody just barely got away before having to hand over $100. Braxton made him prove that he had the money and then STILL wouldn't pull the tooth)
If the Tooth Fairy disappointed last time with $5.00, she's going to really disappoint this time. Just sayin'.
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