
Brad lost both of his bottom front teeth last year in kindergarten, ironically enough, while he was at the dentist. I thought
the rest would all go smoothly from here on out. His two front teeth on top got loose and I thought it would be a matter of a couple of weeks before they came out. Flash
forward 3 months...and here we are today. It only took one trip to the school nurse, a fall in the cafeteria at school, a $5 bribe from mom, multiple threats with door handles, dental floss and
Danny's truck (
aren't trucks supposed to be good for pulling things out), a promise that we would not let the tooth fairy into his room (we would leave it on the front step) and reports from his friends that his tooth was bleeding on the bus for the tooth to fall out. Breath a sigh of relief....
ahhh, then he tells me he has two more loose!