It’s a real word. Promise. Google it if you don’t believe me.

When it comes to loose teeth, I typically respond just like Drew did tonight.

But, you know what? I’ve got 4 kids. I need to get over it. Corporately, they will lose 80 teeth–make that 81 if you count Evan’s extra tooth.

And, today in particular, I had a lot on my plate. And, I just didn’t want to hear any more complaining about not being able to eat because of that loose tooth. I was just a wee bit shorter about everything today.

She let me at her with a napkin. And, that was it.

Mind you, the thing was literally dangling and so begging for someone to put it out of its misery. There was only a few drops of blood.

But, you know what? I did it. I pulled the darn thing out. And, frankly, I think I may be deserving of something under my pillow from the tooth fairy tonight just because.