For a few weeks, Collin has had a loose tooth. For awhile, I didn't push him on it and just forgot about it. This week, however, every time he ate, he complained that his tooth was hurthing him. So I got on his case a bit more to wiggle it and get that dang tooth out! So, we really worked on it and wiggled it and pushed on it. At dinner time, it had become so uncomfortable for him that Matt took him into the front room with a string and tried to pull it out. At this oint, Collin had gotten so upset that he was screaming his little head off, even though Matt was trying his hardest to be gentle. So, I marched in there with a dry cloth, reached my hand in his mouth with the cloth covering his tooth to provide some grip and yanked! Nothing happened except Collin's screaming got a bit louder. I yanked again and the screaming continued. I opened the cloth and there in my hand, was a tiny little tooth. I showed Collin, and his tear-filled eyes got big and his sobs turned to laughter. We got him cleaned up a bit, and he was able to eat dinner without a problem.

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