Almost a month ago, the hygienist said, "You could love four teeth in the next four weeks!"
Every tooth is still accounted for, but they're wiggly.
Shane's a wimp about wiggling them. Carrie and I (mostly Carrie) have 'helped' this week.
UPDATE:
Carrie wouldn't let Shane wimp out and coaxed him to victory.
The bloody trophy:
Shane swish-swished with some ice water and now he has a great gap-toothed smile.
The one on the other side isn't as loose and I see an adult tooth starting to make it's way in. We're going to have to work more on that one before it becomes another dental visit!
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