G. had a dentist appointment this afternoon to have a baby tooth pulled that she couldn't wiggle out and was causing problems with an adult molar. After several incidents with her dad pulling out the surgical pliers to yank one of her teeth out (which she does let hang by a tiny thread for days before her dad gets to it), she's apprehensive about telling us about her loose teeth. And even though she admits that her dad's extraction technique has never really hurt, both girls beg me not to tell him about their loose teeth.

To be honest, I'd run the other way too.

At the dentist though G. was a trooper with the extraction and the molar came out without much ado.

When we arrived home L. informed me that Dulce lost a tooth too. I have never seen a kitten tooth fall out before but L. managed to find it and put it in the tooth fairy box.

G.'s baby molar looks huge next to Dulce's tiny canine. I'm totally amazed that L. saw Dulce's tooth fall out and managed to find it afterwards.

G.'s hoping for $1 from the tooth fairy but the question being pondered by L. at the moment is what the tooth fairy will bring for Dulce.

I'm wondering the same thing ...

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