Losing teeth!

I guess you could say I've lost eighteen teeth if you count the time in first grade when I was running up the play ground steps and fell and knocked out my permanent tooth. I didn't cry until my tooth fell into my hand. It happened so fast I didn't know what happened! So I went to the nurse and she put my tooth in a bag of milk to keep the tooth from dieing. So then my mom and my aunt took me to the dentist to see what they could do considering I knocked out my permanent tooth. But somehow they were able to fix it. They got a paper clip and bent it to fit my teeth then the dentist glued it on like braces so hopefully the roots would grow back. It worked!

So I guess if you don't count this story you could say i lost my 17th tooth today. I woke up in the morning with it a tiny bit loose and as the day went on it got looser. Then close to eight o'clock it was hanging by a thread. Then I kept on twisting at it then at last the molar popped out! I didn't even expect to be losing a tooth any time soon!

I love the excitement of losing teeth! Just not when I have them knocked out...