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+ Alan

Oh my brutha (and my little brutha) - I feel for him. We know this deal well. Our Conor, at the age of 4, fell face first off his little bike and hit the sidewalk two front teeth first. It pushed them in at the bottom and out at the top - totally came OUT. So he had no two front teeth for about 3 or 4 years. It became cute after a bit, and part of his little "look" and he eventually developed some creative ways of eating - ha! It was classic watching him eat an apple or something like that - first to one side, then to the other. Your little guy will be just fine. Tell him there's a giant boy named Conor the brave in the land of Ken-tu-kee who grew tall and strong with, of course, two brand new permanent teeth. :)

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