Three teeth went missing this week.
Calvin pulled his out on his own on Tuesday after school. Finally. It had been barely hanging on for several days. I think he was inspired to do the deed by his little sister...
...who got her top two front teeth virtually knocked out on the playground at school.
She didn't really eat or drink much for two days and wouldn't even take pain medication. She drooled a lot and wouldn't talk. I was starting to freak out more and sorely missed my vivacious spunky little girl. But then, because I had to, on day 3 we ran some errands, and I let her ride the carousel at the mall. When she told me she was hungry and suggested a donut, I knew she was going to be okay.
Now, it is apparent that she is quite proud of the gaping whole in her mouth. She likes that she looks more like Calvin. She is telling and showing everyone about the ordeal. And, did you know that it didn't even hurt when the dentist took out her teeth? Praise God for laughing gas, numbing gel, and novacaine, and an amazing pediatric dentist with the gentlest approach.
1 comments:
Oh wow! You poor things!!!! xoxo
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