Lydia actually had 2 loose teeth. After the first one fell out last night, Carmen, our nanny/babysitter/saint, was more than a little excited to help Lydia lose the other one was well. They discussed this at length over breakfast this morning, much to my dismay, as it makes me weak the knees to imagine pulling out someone't tooth.
While I was at work, Carmen convinced Lydia to let her pull out the other tooth. I was so disgusted by the whole premise that I didn't get any specifics, only a Ziploc baggie with a tooth inside. Now I have 2 teeth I have no idea what to do with, and someone at work suggested jewelry. No. Please no.
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