This post has A LOT of pictures. I took so many because it was funny to see Jaselynne run the whole gammit of emotions within a short period of time.
A few days ago Jase finally decided it was time to pull her second tooth. She wanted to do it the same as last time so we tied her tooth to Coopers leash.


But then this happened. We didn't want to push her so we told her we wanted her to pick the day. She chose Tuesday as her blessed day.

We gave her an extra day to see if she could do it on her own. Nope. If it hadn't been hurting her and bothering her so much we would have let that poor tooth hang on by a thread for as long as it took. She was drying it off with TP before tying the floss and ended up with it all over her tongue.


We gave up on that because once again she chickened out so to the bathroom we went.

Her soft pulling wasn't going to get it out that's for sure.

I convinced her to pick something to tie it to and throw and she picked her ceramic kittens in a basket. From there it went to standing on the bed and dropping it on a pile of blankets. She was so not ready but wanted it out.

She was getting her courage up.

Wahoo....it's out!! With tears in her eyes and a smile on her face. Her tooth is almost in, it's the redder spot with 3/4 of a tooth in on the right.

Happy, Happy, Joy, Joy.

Here is her cute note. I told her "Ya know the Tooth Fairy isn't Santa Clause. I don't know if she is going to bring you stuff besides money everytime you loose a tooth."
Translation-Dear Tooth Fairy, I would like another whistle please. And her terribly sharp tooth is in the bottom left in the baggie, she set it there just right.