Corbin has had a loose tooth for quite some time, and an adult tooth growing in behind. Well, today we decided to bite the bullet (literally) and pull it out for him. Neither Spencer nor I realized beforehand how queasy and chicken we really were. This was definately a learning experience. I've included a photographic journal of our adventure.
Dental floss was a great idea. Spencer the eagle scout was able to lasso his tooth with some floss. Ella-marie, Miles and I sat on the floor in front and counted to 3. And this is the part where we realized that Spencer was a squeamish chicken. Poor Corbin...all of that anticipation...then nothing! So Spencer and I traded spots and they counted for me. On 3, I closed my eyes and yanked. Perhaps I should have kept my eyes open. It took a while to find the tooth across the room. Hehehe!
Corbin was very brave and didn't even cry. I think that he was so shocked that his mom could be so mean as to pull his tooth out that he couldn't even comprehend. 
If that's not a sad face, then I don't know what is! Note, the little tooth in his hand!
Ta-da! We have success! Final conversation...Spencer-"Corbin, how do you feel now?"
Corbin- "Toothless"
2 comments:
hey, did the tooth fairy come????
Brave corbin, very brave...Amber I dont think i love you or trust you enough to ever yank on my tooth...STAY AWAY!
Way to go Corbin! Maybe you can have another loose tooth for our camping trip and Ryan could pull it out for you. He isn't squeamish about blood at all.
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