Kate showed me her tooth was getting loose on Tuesday the 7th. She was sooooo excited. It was barely loose. The next morning she showed me again but it was much looser. "Do you want to know how I got my tooth so loose, Mom?" She proceeded to tell me how Sari helped her tie her tooth with dental floss to the leg of her bed and how she'd jump up from a sitting position to jerk on the tooth. Ouch! That evening I went to the theater with Scott's mom and sisters. Kate really wanted her tooth out. It was pretty loose when you pulled forward on it, but very tight to push back on. She wouldn't stop until it was out. She had Scott working on it all night. He said it was hurting her and bleeding a lot but she wouldn't let him stop. The root on that thing was looooong. Her poor gums were pretty bruised when I looked at them the next morning. She was so happy to find a dollar from the tooth fairy under her pillow the next morning.
(Negligent mom that I am, I haven't got a picture with her tooth missing yet. It will be coming soon.)
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Ouch! Tough cookie.
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