So I would like to confess that I am indeed a WIMP of the first degree when it comes to teeth. It has something to do with having EIGHT TEETH YANKED AT ONCE (Mom, are you reading this?). A year or so ago Dommie fell face first into our brick steps and I was certain he had knocked out his teeth, so I did what any mature, responsible mother would do: I called for my mom to come over and refused to look into my screaming baby's mouth until she got there.
Anyway, it has long been a Lorelle family axiom that Roger has to handle all teeth-related emergencies (I'll do childbirth, he can do teeth). So tonight, it happened -- Catherine's tooth became hanging-by-a-thread loose. She and Daddy decided the mature, responsible action would be for Daddy to pull it (ugh!). Obviously they are crazy. As they negotiated the Tooth Fairy's rates and readied themselves for the Great Tooth-Yanking, I took a nice long walk with the dog... and came home to what can only be referred to as the comeuppance for my dereliction of duty on the teeth front.
Video 1: Cruel, heartless Roger sets up his joke
Video 2: His poor wife becomes the butt of his joke
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