When Kelley was two years old she fell and smacked her front teeth on the concrete at Park Discovery. They turned brown, but the dentist said we should just leave them in unless the started to bother her. Just before she turned 5 (Spring 2008) I noticed they were starting to turn pink. She also started complaining that they hurt. Had I looked behind them I could have clearly seen the problem, but the solution was the same either way. We took her into the dentist and he informed us that they were rotting and needed to be fixed. The "pink" color was from new blood draining through them. The backs of them were totally rotted and they were eating away the root.
At first he thought he could do it without pulling them, but when he determined the extent of the damage he decided they had to come out. He said it would probably be two Christmases where she could sing "All I want for Christmas is my two front teeth...." Eighteen months later we are happy to report that she only went one Christmas and now has two lovely front teeth coming in quite nicely! In a way I think she was actually kind of lucky. Instead of loosing them one at a time and then having one big fat tooth come in before the other, she gets them both at the same time. I don't know if that has anything to do with them being pulled or not, but it seems like a nice reward for having to go toothless for almost two years!