When Hunter's tooth was semi-loose, he begged us to pull it. This was a shock to RJ and I since he fears discomfort so much. We were a bit squimish ourselves knowing it would take some tugging. The thought of the toothfairy overwhemled him and outweighed all reason so I pulled out the ora-gel. He accidently got some on his tongue and began to second guess himself. We were unsuccessful at extracting his tooth that night and he didn't bother us about it for a whole week. It was practically hanging like an ornament in his mouth so RJ manned up and gave it a yank. It made a bloody mess in our sink and when I asked Hunter to smile for the camera, he hid his face because he said he looked too scary.
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