The day before school started, Conner had his front tooth sticking straight out of his mouth, but he REFUSED to have us pull it out. He would wiggle it around to gross me out, but that thing would not fall out.
Well, my Dad came to the rescue. He loves pulling out teeth, so I stuck him on Conner. I told Conner that I would give him $20 if he would let Grandpa take his tooth out. Apparently, the price was right, because my Dad got the pliers out and ripped that sucker right now.
I love the toothless grin, and NOW we can start school.
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