They were both somewhat wiggly and so we started the process of talking about wiggling them and that they needed to come out. The other night, while I was "looking to see if they were wiggly" I put a little pressure (okay, a lot) and popped one of those teeth right out! Caleb didn't even know what had happened until he looked in the mirror. That's when the tears came because he saw blood. After we cleaned him up, gave him his tooth and told him how cool it was, he was very proud of himself. He was bragging and showing everyone his tooth.
That night the tooth fairy came and brought $1.00 for his little tooth. Now I just have to convince him to let me "wiggle" the other one but I think he's already caught on and won't let me near his mouth.
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