is my two front teeth…
 

I was just about to write a post whining about how Sarah would not let me pull a very loose tooth she had in the front (bringing the total missing to 2!)  While I was typing that post up, she told me that I could pull her tooth. 

Ah, permission granted.

I was washing my hands, getting quite excited that she was going to actually, FINALLY, let me pull the wobbler out, when I noticed that the tooth in question was already sitting on her lip–completely unconnected to her gum.  A second later she noticed this as well.

Crumbs.  Missed opportunity!

So, it looks like she can sing the Christmas favorite, "All I Want For Christmas…" with some credibility, while I must bide my time and wait for the next one to get loosened up.
 

On another note, all I want for Christmas is to finish this never-ending first draft of mine.  I'm currently up to 60,000 words, but I think I still have a ways to go in finishing the story.  Oh well, I'll get there when I get there.  And even then I'll have a lot of revising ahead of me.