Sofia is getting to the age where she is starting to lose teeth.

She came over the other night and wanted me to pull her loose tooth, her first.

I sent her to get a handkerchief from my chest of drawers to aid in getting a grip. She pointed to the tooth.

I worked and worked with the tooth and it wouldn’t come out. It was bleeding a little but would not come out.

I finally told her we needed to wait and give it a little more time. She went on her way. She got over to her house, they live right by us.

Her momma called to tell me that Fia said I didn’t pull her tooth because I was working on the wrong one.

Well I thought I was working on the one she pointed to. I may have lost my status as the resident tooth puller. She doesn’t seem like she wants to give me another chance.

We a few days later and it came on out.

“Fia, Granddad is sorry about the mixup”.