Emily had wiggled and wiggled this poor tooth for so long it was barely dangling there. I thought for sure she would swallow it in her sleep. She was too nervous to take it out. I knew if I could get a hold of it, it would probably fall out, and it did. She was so excited and scared and nervous she didn't know what to do. She ran around so proud to tell her brothers and then came back crying for a hug, and then so excited that it was out, she nearly dropped it. Within about 10 seconds she had experienced so many emotions I'm not sure she even knew what she was feeling.
For the past couple of days, the boys each tried to show her how easy it was to pull a tooth. Josh pulled one out the night before and Tyler pulled his out earlier that day. How lucky are you Em to have these great brothers for support?
All Emily wanted when it was finally out was a pickle!Wish granted.
