Well, despite all of my attempts to prevent this from happening, my baby boy is growing up. Believe it or not, in the picture above, his 2 bottom teeth are still in there. He’s just pushing them so far forward with his tongue that you can’t see them.
All day long he pushed and he pulled. Pushed and pulled. Pushed and pulled…until FINALLY, around bedtime, one came out.
Don’t you just love the blood on his face? It was hard work getting that tooth out, that’s for sure. The remainder of the evening was spent digging the other one out. And sure enough, about an hour later, he was whistlin’ Dixie with the big gap left in his teeth!
