We finally have a toothless grin. Last night around 7:30 Bryson came up to me and said "Mom I think I am ready for you to pull my teeth out." I personally would have liked for them to fall out on their own but Bryson was finally ready for them to come out. He has not been able to eat much unless it was broken up because it hurt his teeth.
I asked him if he was sure and he said he was. We got a paper towel I folded it around his little tooth and pulled. It came right out. The look on his face was pure joy.
He ran straight to the bathroom to look. I asked him if he was ready for me to pull out the second one. He said "No." Then I told him that he would get more money from the tooth fairy if he had the two teeth. (In all honesty the second tooth really did need to come out as well. Joe was afraid they would come out and Bryson would loose them or swallow them.) He finally said yes. I put the paper towel around the tooth and pulled but nothing. I told him to let me try again but he started crying and said no. He said I hurt him. I explained to him that he might swallow it and to let me try just once more, he agreed. I put the paper towel on his little tooth and pulled a bit harder and out it came. It also came with a bit more blood, so he rinsed his mouth out and checked out his mouth once again.
He has been carrying his teeth around in a zip-lock bag. He didn't want to put them under his pillow last night because this morning he wanted to show all his friends his teeth. He is so proud of them. I am sure they will be under his pillow tonight and the tooth fairy will be broke. Don't tell her but he expects 100 dollars per tooth.
Side note: You can see by the pictures just how much laundry I have to do. Pulling his teeth out was over a span of about 30 minutes and in two of the pictures he is wearing different shirts and one of the pictures he isn't wearing a shirt. My boys like to change clothes a lot.