One by one, Colton watched his friends lose a tooth. It's been at least 2 years since kids around us started losing teeth. Well, about 2 months ago, I noticed one of his teeth moved, only if you really pushed on it. So I didn't think anything of it. Fast forward to about 2 weeks ago, I asked him if it was loose, and look in to see the adult tooth behind it! So he's been wiggling it since then.
I checked on it tonight and found it hanging by a thread. So we convinced him to let us tie a string to it. It tugged VERY loose, but was stuck. We knew if we could pull up, out it would come.
Well, an hour later and many tears, he was SO nervous and scared, we told him ONE more time, with the pliers, and it would be done. And sure enough, dad got in there and pop! There was my baby's tooth! He looked at the pliers, screamed "my toooth!", I started crying and holding him. Took him to the bathroom and he rinsed his mouth. Then one little timid grin in the mirror, all his sorrows fell aside, he started laughing and checking it out! We took pictures, and called Grandma & Nana.
Daddy hung up the tooth fairy door (I'll have to take pictures tomorrow) and we stuck the teeny tiny tooth in altoids mint box under his pillow.
Through all his tears and fear, he was so brave and was admiring his new smile in the mirror. I did. I cried. A lot. That's his first tooth that cut through, in OCTOBER when he was a little baby!
Now the question, to save or not to save? Lots of people are telling me to save them. I just never thought about that! Yuck! What are your thoughts on the matter?

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