"Should I get the yankers?"

WAY back in JULY, we realized Emily's bottom front two teeth were getting wiggly. I figured they'd be out in no time. It was early October before the left one actually fell out, at which point I figured the right one would not be far behind. HOWEVER, it took until SUNDAY before it finally did. The adult tooth is more than halfway grown in BEHIND the missing baby tooth (the other adult tooth came in the exact same way and has since moved itself forward into the correct spot, so I'm not overly worried). Over the week prior to actually losing the tooth, Emily had been complaining about how it was hard to bite her food, and how she couldn't stop playing with it with her tongue, and how she just wanted it OUT. Remembering a Berenstain Bears book we have where Brother Bear tells Sister Bear the dentist will use the yankers to pull out her loose tooth (to which we've giggled with Emily about several times), I decided to be silly and ask Emily, "Should I get the yankers?" And she said, "Will it hurt?" She really wanted that tooth out! It was really rather wiggly at that point (kind of just flopping around, really), so Dan got some dental floss, tied it around the tooth, and yanked. The tooth flew out (literally, we had to search for it) and Em was BEAMING. I thought about pictures belatedly, so all I have to share is a picture from this morning!


Nothing quite so family-involved and creative as THIS little boy's lost tooth:


PS MRS. Toothfairy REALLY dropped the ball on bringing money for the tooth, but MR. Toothfairy noticed her slip-up at approx 4am as he was preparing to make his rounds of tooth collecting and rectified the problem before Little Girl even knew what was up. And MRS. Toothfairy came out and saw the toothfairy pillow on the table and nearly had a heart-attack from panic that Little Girl was only five steps behind her, until MRS. Toothfairy saw money peeking out from the little pocket, and knew she owed MR. Toothfairy big-time.