To Tell You the Tooth...

This cute boy lost another tooth today courtesy of the dentist (who had to break it out with pliars).

Of the four teeth he's lost so far, three have been broken out by the dentist and one was lost to a playground accident.

I am NOT a tooth person, and I'm definitely NOT a loose tooth or pulling tooth person.  My prayer is that the rest of his teeth get loose and fall out the regular way.  Join me if you, too, are NOT a tooth person...please!  I need all the help I can get!

I guess she got it from her brother!  He fell while pretending to fly.  My little bird learned the head-first hard way that flying is not meant for boys, only birds.  OUCH!

He skinned up his chin and his lower lip.  He lost a top tooth and tore up his bottom gumline.

Hunter, my dear, you can't fly!

Hunter had two wiggly teeth on the bottom.  They've been wiggly for a few weeks now, but haven't fallen out.  Today (his birthday) I took him to the dentist to check out the situation since we could see the permanent teeth trying to come in underneath.  The dentist looked at his teeth, turned on the laughing gas, gave him three shots, and literally yanked out those baby teeth!  I was horrified and glad at the same time.  Why, you ask?  Because even though my baby boy (well he's six, but he's MY baby) had to have them pulled at the dentist I didn't have to deal with those icky wiggly boogers anymore!  Only the rest of his mouth of teeth left to lose.