Right before supper tonight, I hear Payton cry out. She comes into the kitchen holding her chin because her tooth hurts and it's bleeding. I give her a paper towel to stop the bleeding and ask her if it's about to come out. This tooth has been loose for a week or two..... She doesn't think so, but then she decided that she didn't want to eat because it hurt. I couldn't really blame her.
So, she gets some yogurt because she doesn't have to chew that.
I don't know how most people are, but seeing her wiggle her teeth gives me the willies. I don't know why, but it freaks me out a little.
Ian and I are eating and all of a sudden, Payton has her bloody tooth in her hand. 'Look it came out!' she exclaims. 'I just twisted it and it popped out!'
I almost lost my supper right there.
She laughed. And I took her picture :)
