... is to yank and spit, yank and spit, yank and spit ... until my two front teeth come out! At least that was Isabel's version of the old song after she took a tumble off her bike and knocked her two front teeth a little looser than they'd already been. Afterward she did exactly what I've described until the first one came out, and then at Christmas dinner she bit into a carrot and that was the beginning of the end for the second tooth! So here she is in all her toothless glory - looking a little bit silly but a lot bit lovely. We love ya, Sis!