Tooth #3 made its exit today. It happened on the way to football practice, in the car, while chewing gum. Suddenly, I hear..."Mom. There's someting crunchy in my gum! Oh, jeeez. Its the tooth!" Gross.
This all solved a problem that we'd been discussing for 20 minutes though--his fear that someone would knock it out at football. Took care of that, didn't we, boy?
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