Petra and the Extraction

Petra lost her first tooth today. Well, I'm not sure that "lost" is the best term, but it comes to the same thing. She got a sore on her gum above one of her front teeth, so we took her to the dentist (actually, I had to find a new dentist since Glad Peterson's office dropped us because of Petra's Medicaid.) Anyway, the new guy said that her body was rejecting the crown and trying to push the tooth out so we'd better help it along. He actually did it awake! And, more impressive, she did just fine. The only part she seemed to mind was the shot, but even when he filled a cavity and pulled out her tooth, she didn't seem to mind all that much. Mostly she was just excited that she'd lost her very first tooth.