So, on this fine Sunday evening our family was sitting at the table eating grilled burgers. Jacob brought to our attention that his tooth was loose. After eating for a moment, Jacob's screech was heard. Now, if you know Jacob, this particular screech will more than likely have some sort of over-dramatic response following it."There's BLOOD, Mom!"
I look over to see his itsy bitsy little tooth hanging from a thread and bleeding.
"Get it out!"
So, I get a paper towel and try to grab the slippery little tooth. The above picture? Jacob's little sister looking in horror at me trying to get the tooth out of his mouth. Terrified, just terrified! Is it bad that I couldn't stop laughing?
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