Apparently this was the mantra of the very first two teeth Aidan ever got nearly 6 years ago. We discovered these two pearly whites when we heard the clank of a drinking glass against his teeth. Yesterday morning he was delighted that finally one was loose. One orange at lunch took care of that one. By the time he got home, ziploc bag with tooth in tow, he had another wiggly one. He would not rest until it too was ready to collect cash beside his bed. Determination being one of his strong suits, he wiggled and pushed and pulled and begged for pliers until finally it came out. For this second tooth's exit raked in 8 quarters and a bonus $1 from a nearly tardy tooth fairy.