In March, Glenn had his partial taken out. In case you don't remember why he had a partial, I'll recap. When he was 3, in preschool, they were pretending to be worms or insects or something. And a boy that was a little too into it kicked Glenn in the mouth. He lost the top two front teeth over the next year and then we got a partial put in to help him with his speech since it was still developing and wouldn't get his permanent teeth for a long time. Since he lost a tooth on his own at Christmas, it was time for the partial to come out. He was excited until we got to the dentist. Then he was nervous it was going to hurt. His gums were pretty sensitive for the next couple days since they had pressure on them for so long. I think it made him look like a first grader.
The bottom tooth he lost at Christmas has been coming in this past month and since it's so much bigger than the space left for it, it pushed out the other front tooth. It had been hanging on for the past week and finally came out while he was eating a cookie. Glenn came running to me to show me. I asked him where the tooth was and he said it fell on the floor. I looked over and London was licking the floor. So, we believe it is now in London's stomach. Glenn wasn't worried about the tooth fairy, though. He swallowed his last tooth while eating Cheetos and the tooth fairy still came. Speaking of which, the tooth fairy better get on with her duties...
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