Richie had a permanent tooth growing in behind his bottom baby tooth, and had to have it pulled. Once we got to the dentist, he said that there were actually 2 adult teeth coming up right next to each other. So, being the good pediatric dentist that he was, he put a movie on for Richie to watch--this being on the ceiling, of course!--and gave him some head phones. Then came the "pilot nose" that gave Richie the happy gas, and happy did it make him! (he was pretty loopy for a minute!) By the time I had left to check on Carter and come back, I had asked the doc if he had given Richie any shots. He turned toward Richie, shook his shoulder and said, "hey bud, did you have any shots?" Richie says, NO, and then the doc holds up a giant needle! The doc says, "really? Cause I just gave you 5!!" Richie sits straight up, and smiles, and says, "WOW! That didn't hurt a smidge!!!"

Soooo, within a few more seconds, the 2 bottom teeth were gone, and Richie was as happy as ever to go to school and tell and show all his friends that he had just lost 2 TEETH! At the same time!