. . . and two big teeth are starting to come in!
The other twin has lost one tooth . . .
. . . and is anxiously waiting for the second to fall out.
My 11-year-old daughter was born without 4 adult teeth; she has a very small mouth and her baby teeth have no intention of coming out on their own. Adult teeth are trying to force their way out over the baby teeth, and let's just say that her mouth is a teeming pit of psycho teeth fighting for position. The orthodontist has been keeping tabs on her for a couple of years, and finally declared that six baby teeth need to be extracted. SIX! Yikes. The dentist has already removed three on the right side of her mouth. We'll wait for everything to heal up before attacking the left side.
This is one of her "baby" teeth, roots still intact.
(No, that's not dirt or cavities. DRIED BLOOD.)
Thankfully, my 13-year-old doesn't have to have any teeth pulled, but her teeth have been placed back into braces for "phase II" of her dental plan.
I'm fairly certain that phase II is orthodontist-speak for show me the money.
You can be thankful that I changed all these photos over to black and white. They're my own flesh and blood, but even I can't stomach close-up shots in glorious technicolor of my children's unbrushed teeth and saliva-covered gums. Sweet dreams.
Dinner last night: leftovers
Exactly two years ago: