I have a little tin full of "baby" teeth that never lost their roots... Each yanked by a dentist. Looks like I may have passed that particular trait on to Sylvie. Her adult teeth are pushing up behind the baby ones... A phenom known, quaintly, as "shark's teeth."
Sylvie is nonplussed; she is completely jazzed by the arrival of her new teeth, and unperturbed by the need for the dentist to--as the dentist put it--"help wiggle the old ones out." She is scheduled to have three pulled before the end of the month.
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