Caitlyn has lost yet another tooth, bringing her count of currently missing teeth to four: three on top, one on the bottom. This time, she bit down on a cinnamon roll rather injudiciously and knocked the tooth sideways. When straightening it didn't quite help with the discomfort, she agreed to let me pull it. She spent several minutes mentally preparing herself for this trauma, sucking on ice cubes, being held by Mama.
The tooth came out easily. Caitlyn squawked like a kid getting ready to cry, paused long enough to realize that it didn't hurt at all, and busted up laughing.
She still has another really loose tooth on the bottom, one that's been really loose for weeks. You can kinda see it in the photo; it's the one next to the center two bottom incisors that doesn't quite line up with the ones next to it. How she managed to eat the rest of her cinnamon roll without this one coming out as well is one of life's little mysteries.
So to answer the question: Messily. Caitlyn's about out of biting teeth these days, although she's got four new molars coming in so chewing isn't so much of a problem. We had falafel burgers the other day, and Caitlyn needed hers cut into bite-sized portions. Fun times!