The loose tooth drove him crazy. Every 10 minutes he made me look at it and complained that it hurt. Andrew and I wiggled it for him constantly just to get it out of there.
Today, he decided it needed to come out. He tried. I tried. And then he let Andrew try. I heard them in the bathroom and didn't want to interrupt them because they were so funny. At one point, I heard Andrew say, "Do you want to be like me with big boy teeth? Then you're going to have to have some pain." After a few minutes, I went in to help (and take pictures). I told Daniel to hold Andrew's hand and be brave. I pulled the tooth out so easily that he didn't even know I had done it until I showed it to him. Andrew claims that I was able to pull it out because he loosened it.