Wednesday, May 17, 2006


When Jane was one years old she was getting a little wild
on the nursery rocking horse. 
One day she rocked too hard causing her to fall back and
the horse came following behind her.
The accident killed her two front teeth and for years they
were black and dead.
Today we decided to pull those two little front teeth out.

After the 25 minute ordeal at the dentist which included
 laughing gas and a few Rollie Pollie Ollie cartoons,
her black teeth were gone.

She keeps telling me that she loves her new teef (or lack of),
and I suspect she will be singing
 "All I want for Christmas is my two front teeth" 
for the next 5-6 years since this procedure is a little premature for her age.
Tune in tomorrow to see what the toof fairy brought her.