Trauma

Okay, so I have some explaining to do before you look at these movie clips.

Ben has had a dangling front tooth for ages - the thing was getting all grey and nasty, so we decided to pull it out.  We tried several days ago, but nothing happened with a gentle tug, so we took the string off and let it dangle for another couple of days.  That was the plan this time too - give it a gentle tug and hopefully it would pop right out.  If not, just let it go for a while longer.

But then this happened.  Ben cried.  I almost cried.  I still wanna cry just thinking about it.

I gave that darn tooth a gentle tug...and HALF of it came out...meaning that it came out sort of crooked.  One little section of tooth was still hanging in there, and the other half was poking painfully into his gums.  

I had two options:  

1.  Pin the kid down on the floor while I wiggled the tooth back IN (would have taken a while and would have hurt like crazy).

2.  Give one hard tug and get the tooth all the way out.  

I had roughly 2 milliseconds to decide, and I chose #2.  It was awful.  But Ben was brave and a popsicle made his world right again.  I, on the other hand, will never be the same.  I'm never pulling a tooth out again even if they beg (which I'm pretty sure they won't after seeing this mishap).