Summary
It was a day that had been a long time coming. Exactly six years and nine months, which, according to my 6-year-old, is just about forever. On that momentous day, my middle son lost his very first tooth.
To say my son was excited would be the understatement of the century. He was over-the-moon, jump-up-and-down, grinning-from-ear- to-ear happy. Until he realized that he was supposed to spend the night with his cousin. Suddenly we had a potential Tooth Fairy dilemma of near-epic proportions.See the full content of this document
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Tooth Was Lost... And Also Gone
After a brief conference, we decided that the Tooth Fairy would understand if he wanted to wait a night before performing the sacred ritual of placing the tooth under his pillow. My so...
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