Well, the disgusting tooth teeth are finally out of one skull.
N surprised us by losing not only one, but two, teeth in one week.
Personally, I think her motivation might have been a second round of tooth fairy cash, but who can really know the heart and motivation of another?
I tried, I really tried, to get a picture of her icky, gaping, former-molar-filled gums, but I couldn’t bring myself to do it. Plus, the extraction site is so far back there, she was stretching her face out like The Joker. So between her contortions and my weak stomach, all I have to show you is the yucky little extracted molars.
Molar 1
Molar 2
Gag.
They are positioned right above/below each other, so I guess I should just be counting my blessings that she’s not trying to see what kinds of food she can squeeze through the sides of her clenched teeth at dinner. I think it’ll be a while before we have mashed potatoes…(shhh…don’t give her any ideas!)
