This morning Clive and Matthew played quietly.
David waited for his massive boiled egg that he had put aside yesterday for breakfast today. He got a funny look on his face and spat out some white while hollering "my tooth my tooth!" We assured him it was not a tooth, just some egg. He started to tear up.
It turns out his tooth was on the table beside the egg. Happy David is back after twelve days of distress over a loose tooth. Hooray!
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