Yep, Maggie lost the other tooth. Now she's a speech therapist's nightmare! It's really a good thing because I don't know how much longer I could have endured looking at her spindly tooth hanging (literally) in the center of her gummy mouth! It was disgusting! She kept pushing it out and resting it on her bottom lip, like a hillbilly version of herself...
Our friend, Randy, came over tonight to save my husband from our tornado of a house. Randy came early and sat through dinner with us. Maggie grilled him about his family's visit to the zoo yesterday. As she did he caught a glimpse of what we've been referring to as her "Nanny McPhee". He mentioned that he's quite the tooth puller, and I suggested that he give it a try (bribing Maggie with computer time if he got it out). Sure enough, without even a whimper, Randy yanked that tooth right out! She looks so cute I can hardly stand it... Thank you, Randy!
However, with every tooth pulling comes a loss of money. Somehow, teeth have gone up in value at the McAndrews home and Maggie received $5 for her other front tooth. Having $5 in her pocket is like a giving AIG a bailout... she can't spend it fast enough. So, I convinced Mags that she ought to save her cash and combine it with what was sure to be an equal amount when she lost the second tooth. She did, and insisted that when the second tooth came out she was getting a fish. Guess what I'm doing tomorrow...
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