Yesterday, I was driving Ben to taekwondo (and had all three kids with me). We weren't a mile from the house when I had to yell back to settle down and keep their voices down. A very short time later, I heard a few "whomp" sounds. Then crying. Reagan was crying hard. I said, "What's wrong?" She said Ben pulled her tooth out. By the sounds of it, I immediately thought a permanent tooth came out... what else could be that painful? I took a quick glance over my shoulder to see blood all over her mouth and chin. Since I couldn't pull over, I had her grab a tissue and bite down on it. I eventually got the story out of her that it was a front tooth (which was expected to come out soon). Then it dawned on me. Her brother Ben was BEHIND her in the minivan, which has captain's chairs. How on earth did he pull out her tooth???
Here's the story: I guess he took the squishy micro-bead neck-roll pillow, smacked it over the back of her chair and hit her head/face. She then bit it to keep him from getting it back. And wah-lah... tooth comes out!
Apparently the tooth went flying... we haven't found it. But, fortunately the tooth fairy is very understanding. A nicely written note sufficed for the tooth and brought money anyway.
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