Ella's had these two front teeth crazy-wiggly for weeks and weeks. From the looks of it, she's one of the last in her 2nd grade class to lose these. She's been nervous about getting them out. We've encouraged her to do her part to loosen them up, and she has, but it just needed more help to get out. And we didn't want to fork out $200 to get these two out like we had to do with the bottom two. She decided we could try the "tie your tooth to the doorknob and slam it shut" method, but the string slipped right off. As did the pliers. The only way was going to be brute force. A few twists and tugs by Mom, and it was out. (One key with working through things like this with her is to act like you have all the time in the world. There is no rush. Try hurrying her along and you won't get anywhere.) She screamed when she saw all the blood, but was relieved it was out and very happy about her new look. She's discovered a few funny things about missing her front tooth: she cannot whistle and she has a little lisp. She was looking forward to going to class today to give her friends a big smile and ask, "Notice anything different?"