Technically, she lost her 1st three teeth. And the dentist had to pull them out. Her bottom permanent teeth started growing in and her baby teeth weren't even loose. We went to the dentist, who gave her some happy gas to relax her. As she was giggling and dancing in her chair, the teeth were pulled. She happily got out of her chair and received her tokens for a prize and skipped out of the office. And then she put her hand to her mouth and saw the blood that came with it, and began to sob. We had to go back into the office to get more gauze and clean up her mouth. When she saw herself in the bathroom mirror she began to cry even harder. Once she calmed down, she became more and more excited to write her letter to the Toothfairy and get her teeth under her pillow.
On a side note, if her roots are as long as these 3 were then we will be visiting the dentist office a lot more.
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