Funny little story about Aubree's first loose tooth. She had this loose tooth and it was hanging by a little bit of nothing. Nate had begged her, I had begged her to let us pull it and she wasn't having anything to do with it. My Mom is a professional tooth puller and all the grand kids know it. So they either like her to do it or won't get within 20 feet of her when they have a loose tooth. Anyway, it was seriously time for this tooth to come out and she said "OK but only if Grandma Flower comes over to pull it". I called my Mom and she came down......and Aubree chickened out!!! After a half hour of talking her into it my Mom finally got a finger in there and then lost hold of it. And then after another half hour of talking her into it she got to do it again but the second she touched it Aubree tried to take off. But the professional that my Mom is, was ready and had that tooth out in no time...but not without tears of death. I am pretty sure Aubree thought she was dying. As you can see from the pictures she lived and has had Grandma pull many teeth since. I however, I have not been given the privilege and that is just fine with me!!!
They are assessing the situation.
My Mom is going in for the kill.
No more tooth, but crying eyes.
Grandma making sure she isn't scared for life.
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