After bugging Troy all morning to pull out the last dangling tooth in the front on the top of his mouth, it fell out on its own tonight…with a little help from a hamburger. That’s three down and seventeen to go! Now, he has a proper window on the top. Although, to be fair, he still isn’t talking with a lisp or whistling when he breathes, which is a bit disappointing.
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