I mentioned on my birthday, which was 2 weeks ago, that Sage's right front tooth was REALLY loose. I didn't know how extreme "really" loose could be until Sage showed me. Considering that with her last tooth, she went upstairs and pulled it out all on her own, I thought losing teeth was a cinch from here on out. BOY, was I wrong. When I put her to bed last night, Sage was immediately up. She had messed with her tooth some, and it was bleeding. Don't worry, it's been bleeding every time we've brushed it for weeks. But last night, it was so loose that I thought she may swallow it in the night, but we did leave it. And she was determined today that she was STILL going to keep it. When I saw that she could do THIS....right below, that was not happening. So I said that either she could pull it out or I would. Oh, the tears that followed. I honestly believe it was easier to deliver BOTH of my kids than it was to convince her that this was no big deal. She had it in her mind that because it was a front tooth and that it was bigger that there would be more pain. That was an understandable fear. It's just that it was literally detached everywhere but the very front.
Someone said she looked like Nanny McPhee! And I had to agree.
Someone said she looked like Nanny McPhee! And I had to agree.
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