This morning Evelyn grabbed something off the floor and popped it into her mouth. I chased her down and dug it out, and it was... a tooth. Not one of her teeth - they're all accounted for. It is a small, yellowish molar, very worn down. Where did it come from? We don't know!
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ewwwwwwwwwwwwwwww!!!!!
one time when I was babysitting you and you were a toddler, you put a dog turd in your mouth. I never told your mom because I was afraid she wouldn't let me watch you again!!! Then I took you inside and brushed your teeth for about five minutes. You thought it was very silly. I was scared to death!! Ha ha. I had forgotten about that until this story. I guess you were less than two, because I remember Cyndi was in the house and was very pregnant, and I was taking you for a walk outside.
Hee hee! Guess I survived.
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