When Laurel went to the dentist last week, a permanent tooth was discovered. Well, once she had that kind of knowledge, she was determined to wiggle that baby tooth out immediately. (As far as I know, it was not even remotely loose when we went to the dentist.)
Laurel worked diligently and on the second morning of Kindergarten, a week after the dentist visit, she asked me to pull it out with gauze ("like Sister Bear in the Berenstain Bears Go To the Dentist"). I was happy to oblige.
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