Yesterday at gymnastics, Evelyn kicked herself in the mouth with her knee. The result? A slightly-loose tooth got incredibly loose.
All day today Evelyn ate slowly because that tooth hurt. It was protruding at an odd angle, and it just didn't feel right when she chewed. After dinner tonight, Evelyn had had enough. She came to me holding Snowman and two tissues. That's the sign that Evelyn wants me to pull her tooth. It came right out.
What makes this an unusual story? Evelyn and I are staying at the Super 8 in Holdrege, Nebraska tonight. Looks like the tooth fairy needs to work a little harder to get Evelyn's 7th tooth!
Friday, February 11, 2011
7th Lost Tooth
Posted by V at 9:34 PM
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