One time we visited and I had a loose tooth--I was determined not to let him pull it out. He spent the whole visit trying to get me to let him pull my tooth. I wouldn't even open my mouth to show it to him! Finally he told me that I could hold on to the tooth really tightly and then he couldn't pull it. So I held on as tight as I possibly could--then opened my mouth to show him the tooth--and he hit my arm and out came the tooth!
Caroline is the queen of not pulling out her teeth--they literally get to the point that they just fall out of her mouth. I figure it isn't my mouth so she can do what she wants. Yesterday she showed me that behind this tooth that was loose, the permanent tooth had started growing in. That hadn't happened before so I called the dentist and they told me that if it wasn't out in a couple of days I would need to bring her in and have it pulled.
I told Caroline that and she, of course, freaked out. I, of course, didn't want to pay a dentist to pull out a tooth that is just hanging there. So after a few hours of her crying about it, I offer to see if Grandpa Johnson's method would work for her. She holds the tooth really tightly and I hit her arm. Her hand opens--no tooth--but it looks like something changed so I say we should do it again. Caroline closes her mouth, screams and out falls the tooth! I'm sure Grandpa Jonson was smiling down on us from Heaven :)
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I am sure Grandpa had a hand! He wasn't around to pull out my loose teeth, but Grandma seemed more than willing to help out!
Okay, the pulling gene skipped to your generation. Caroline thought it was fun when she told me about it today. Ah, the joy of loose teeth!
classic Grandpa Johnson! I don't know if you read about Gabe's first loose teeth experience, but it ended with a 500$ bill from the dentist and that was after the insurance "covered" it. So I told Jon, if it happens again, we're going to play "dentist" at home...
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