Ellie had two loose teeth. I know, how can she be old enough for that. She'll be 6 next week but still...
We were at the grocery store last night when she showed me her tooth was about to fall out. I was a little alarmed and told her to shut her mouth and to not pull it out right there. Since our tradition is to let the newly toothless person pick out whichever ice cream they fancied, we made our way to that isle. She chose Chocolate Brownie. Good choice I think.
After we put the groceries away, I gave Ellie the thumbs up to yank out her tooth. She was a little squeamish so her Dad came to the rescue. There was much rejoicing. I'm not sure if the enthusiasm was for Ellie or the ice cream. Since I'm working out and low carbing I brushed my teeth before the ice cream was served so I wouldn't be tempted. Worked great!
In all her glory. Sorry for the blood.
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In other news, Grae (aka Spiderman, aka Peter Parker, aka Ironman) made an astute observation the other day. He remarked to his sisters that he had better go potty now because "it is hard to climb walls holding your p3nis." Well said young man.
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