There we were in the middle of dinner when Luke jumps up and runs to the bathroom yelling..."I can't take it anymore!" We had no clue what on earth he was talking about. He comes out after a few minutes of checking his tooth out for himself in the mirror. He comes to me and says "Mom, just pull this thing out. It's driving me CRAZY!" I was shocked when he let me pull out his tooth...barbeque covered fingers and all! He got $2.50 the next day from the tooth fairy. Not bad!
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