The last 1 ½ hours has been torture for Garrett (and us). He was eating his cereal when he realized his tooth was hanging by a thread. Poor child, he takes after his momma; he gets weak at the sight of his own blood, teeth falling out, etc. After resolving never to eat again, he decided to let me numb it and pull it. It was so loose he didn’t even realize when it came out. But the best part was he immediately turned from a pitiful, dying-of-pain child to the smiling, joyful child I know. Only 10 or so more teeth to go.