Tough as nails

Just for the record, our children are 50% tough and 50% drama queens and king. On this day, Maggie is 100% tough. She has been complaining that her front tooth is loose and it hurts. Today she just couldn't take it anymore. Being the sensitive one of the house, I suggested that she lie on the ground and I would take a 3-wood and remove it for her. When that was nixed, I came up with letting Conner take it out with his shovel. She was not impressed with my ideas. She was not amused at all. All I got was, "Dad. Fine, I'll just do it." She sat in the living room and placed her finger in her mouth, and with one jerk she removed it. She didn't cry at all. She went to the kitchen, got a paper towel and stopped the bleeding. Maggie placed it in our room and went back to playing in the yard. When she told Abbey that she pulled her tooth, Abbey just said, "Cool." She is not as impressed with this display as I am. Abbey is in one of her "pissed off at the world" moods today. Forunately for the world, it is all directed at me.