Duck, minus 1 tooth
Well, I've officially pulled my first tooth as a mother. Yep, good ol' Duck finally decided he was done with these two wiggly rocks in his mouth and, after B wimped out (should I get some pliers? What if there's an emergency? Our dentist doesn't work nights! Good lord!,) I finally pulled the thing.
Much screaming and jumping up and down and sincere celebration ensued.
And then Duck decided that he was gonna pull his other one on his own.
ummm yeah.
It took both me and B a good solid 10 minutes to convince him that it would be a good idea if he just waited until tomorrow to pull that other loose tooth.
After all, the Tooth Fairy has to hit the ATM.
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