Invited to the club....

Abbey has been waiting to enter this club for weeks.

And that tooth hung on for waaay to long.

2 weeks ago we ended up being out of school for a week because of snow and I had had enough of seeing that little tooth flopping around her mouth.

I gave her an hours notice that I would be pulling the tooth after I put the boys down for a nap.

She cried and begged and pleaded.

I was dead serious. but scared.

What if it all went wrong and she hated me for the rest of her life?! YIKES.
I came downstairs, washed hands, and sat on top of my daughter.

(really I just used my legs to pin her arms down, no need to call CPS)

I took my t-shirt, pried her lips apart and in one swift yank, (actually I barely had to pull, but the vision of me yanking on it is pretty exciting!) out it came.

She asked me if I was going to do it and told me to hurry up.

Then I showed her the tooth.

She rolls her eyes and says "well that didn't hurt at all".

Oh the drama.

there are 3 more that are wiggling in there too. ugh.