My Mom always told me,
when I had a loose tooth,
"Just go bite into an apple,
and see if it comes out."
Well . . .
James has been babying
his 2nd loose tooth
for quite some time now.
Well . . .
James has been babying
his 2nd loose tooth
for quite some time now.
He won't let us look at. He won't let us touch it. He definitely won't let us wiggle it, and he has no inclination to bite into an apple.
So . . . he did the next best thing. He bit my leg! And . . .
The tooth came out. And wouldn't you know it . . . it's all my fault, according to him, for having such a hard leg.So sorry.
2 comments:
That is so funny the way you wrote it- but so sad at the same time! You poor thing Jeanette, I love you!!
No, actually it was funny. I had just said in the middle of the bite, "Why don't you bite me harder, and maybe it will knock your tooth out." Little did I know that it was actually happening, and he was seriously mad at me for knocking out his tooth. Like I said, "So sorry."
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