Owen's other bottom tooth has been very loose since last week, but he has been terrified and wouldn't let anyone (including me) touch it. Finally, I talked him into letting me just look at it closely and I could tell it was ready to come out. After he brushed his teeth it just looked like it was hanging by a thread. So, I mentioned to him that I was worried it might fall out while he was sleeping and he might swallow it. He frowned, looked down at the floor, walked toward me, put out both hands to each side (one for Anna to hold and one for daddy), then lifted his chin for me to pull it. It just popped out. He cried a little, and said it hurt a little, but it barely bled at all - so it was ready.... My heart just hurts when I hurt him, so I felt bad. He said right before he drifted to sleep that he forgave me... Thank goodness...
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