His tooth right next to the knocked out one, was just as wiggly. So, I just gave it one, OK, two big yanks and out it came!
After Fisher cried in front of the bathroom mirror, for a good 20 minutes, from the trauma, he realized it was going to be double the mu la from the Tooth Fairy!
He is now re-working his pronunciation! Trying to saying his "Th's" and "Sh's." We are all getting quite a kick out of it!
Pretty soon, from all of his lack of teeth, we are going to have to move to West Virginia. It's basic knowledge here, that if you don't have very many teeth, high chances are- that you are from West Virginia (Ohio isn't any better, so I'm not sure what the bias is?).
Hunter tells a joke: "If you live in West Virginia and have ONE tooth left, and you enter a beauty pageant, what do they call you?" Wait for it....
~WINNER!~
One that note, enjoy the teeth you have, and Have a wonderful Day!
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