I was 24 when I got my upper dentures. My baby boy was 3 years old.
One day, he was crying and throwing a fit, pulling on his teeth. It was as if the whole world was crashing down on him.
Sympathetic to WHATEVER pain my baby boy was in, I knelt down and said, "Justin, let momma see, does your teeth hurt or something?"
He shook his head "No", tears rolling down his cheek.
"Then, what in the WORLD is the MATTER?!"
He said, "I can't get them OOOOUUUUTTT!"
I told him his teeth weren't SUPPOSED to come out!
He said, "YOURS DOOOO!"
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