In less than two weeks, my little Jack-Jack went from looking like this:
To this:
To this:
(I know it's difficult, but please try to ignore his bedhead, LOL.)
It's probably worth mentioning that he pulled his own teeth out, with no fuss and no issue. The Tooth Fairy that comes to our houses has a rule that if Mama has to pull it or if there is any crying involved, less money is left for the tooth. If the kid pulls out the tooth and does not cry or give me any grief about it, then more money is left for the tooth. We had to put this rule into effect for Justice, who would cry and act like a fool every time he had a loose tooth. It was misery in the weeks waiting for the tooth to be loose enough to come out, he would cry about it constantly and be worried until finally one day I would have to pin him down and yank it out. It was NOT fun, his anxiety would kick into overdrive when he had a loose tooth. I think he was ten before he pulled his own teeth without crying. It was a rough road.
Jack is a breeze though. Cool as a cucumber, and cute as can be with a new toothless mugshot.




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