::howDOESthisWORK::

I was stunned last night when my son pulled out his second tooth of his short life. I vaguely remember the feeling of pulling it out, but that didn't stop me from egging him on. The tooth was barely hanging on, but when it came out his eyes were watering and blood flowed.

I don't think I would have pulled it out. No....could have pulled it out. I..........am a wimp.

So, back to the amazement part. We grow up and lose a set of teeth that have larger ones ready to come in behind/below those. What a friggin' trip! Really. Think about it!

See what I mean.

So I did my tooth-fairy duty and put a nice silver dollar under his pillow after he went to sleep. How cheesy and fun it was.