Tabby has successfully completed another childhood rite of passage. She has lost her first tooth. She is beside herself with pride. She insists that all her school friends aren't going to recognize her when class starts again.
It was loose for about a week and had been asking us if it's ready to come out about every 5 minutes. She wiggled it and wiggled it until we thought it was ready to yank. She was too impatient to just let it come out on it's own. She requested that her Daddy pull it for her.
Checking that the tooth was in fact loose enough.
Dale couldn't get it out with his hand so we had to get reinforcements.
I can't believe she let Dale use the pliers! I would have never allowed my tooth to be yanked out like that! She didn't even cry. Most kids would have freaked. I guess she was too determined to get that tooth out to be bothered by any pain!
It's out! It's out!
So do you recognize her?