She's got two loose teeth now. And at least 4 people in her class have already lost one of their own. She's ACHING for them to come out, but they are flat out refusing.
She tried doing the apple-a-day thing for a while, but that got old after two days. And both Amy and I are just sick to death of seeing her nasty grubby little hands in her mouth every second of every day fiddling with her pearly whites. But she wants it out. She does. But she's scared, naturally, and starting to feel a little attached (pardon the pun) to it and not really wanting to let go of a part of her body that's been with her "for ALL MY LIFE," she says.
But now, to top it all off, she's got a monster of a tooth (thanks, Mom) protruding from behind her stubborn baby ones. And if she doesn't let her Mommy yank out one of those little wiggly ones with that red thread tied to a doorknob soon, that honker of a tooth is gonna turn around and just eat her own tongue!!!