I remember being so scared when it was time for a tooth to come out. But having a contractor for a dad has its perks. Out came the pliers and then it was all over with. No pain. No blood. Just the five seconds beforehand were a bit terrifying. I can still see those blue handled pliers...
Poor Connor didn't just have five seconds of freak out mode. It went on for days. Days. That thing was so loose it had twisted sideways and was pointing horizontal to the ground. Scary. Then, the day before All Hallows Eve the scary ended. For all of us.
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