At Kelly's birthday party last night everyone decided that my Grand Niece Taylor needed assistance with baby tooth removal... her Aunt Rachel was the first to try. (No children were harmed in the making of this post...)
Pulling, twisting, tugging (no it didn't hurt according to Taylor) did not succeed in dislodging the offending fang.
Taylor decided to try herself.
Which ultimately resulted in frustration and minor meltdown which was attended by a flock of family females, Grandma Di, Mom Donna who is pregnant with Muffy, and Aunt Rachel.
Recovery was quick and complete.
Whereupon tooth tugging continued.
Yeah, I know, kinda gross.
Evening long attempts were not successful. However, late into the Hyper- newsroom, the tooth did come out this morning before breakfast with a gentle tug by Donna Mom... who is still pregnant with Muffy.