On Saturday night Nathan discovered that he had a very wiggly bottom tooth. Daddy inspected it at dinner time and decided that it really wasn't ready to come out. Nathan was really excited but a little nervous since he didn't know what to expect. He thought pulling it out would hurt. Despite being afraid that it would hurt I found he several times in the bathroom looking in the mirror trying to pull it out himself! When he finally wen to bed that night he still had all of his teeth.
The next morning we headed off to church and the first thing he did was show Pap his wiggly tooth. Pap took a good look at it and wiggled it himself and decided that it probably wasn't ready to pull yet. But just in case he got his secret tooth-pulling weapon ready. (That would be a tissue- he claims you need to dry the tooth off and use the tissue to pull it so that you can get have a good grip on the tooth as you pull.) Pap, my dad, has been the official family tooth puller for as long as I can remember. Pulling most of my teeth, my sister's teeth. I also have very specific memories of him pulling teeth from two of my cousins during visits to my grandparents house. You could say he has a lot of experience. Since he had said he didn't think it was time for it to come out I turned around to take care of one of the twins and the next thing I know Nathan has a hole in his mouth! I guess the tooth was ready to come out afterall.
Nathan was so excited to lose his first tooth. He told everyone at church that would listen and even showed a few of them his tooth! That night he got to use his very special tooth fairy pillow for the first time. He was excited to wake up the next morning to find that the Tooth Fairy had visited him and replaced his tooth with $2!
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