A Visit from the Tooth Fairy
With the pillow complete we simply had to wait for her little tooth to fall out. So we waited, and waited...until finally this past month her tooth clearly became very loose. We encouraged her to wiggle it, and teased her about tying it to a string and door while slamming it shut. But in the end we let her do it in her own time. My hubby said, just be careful not to swallow it! I said, well surely that won't happen. She'll certainly feel it when it comes out.
But this afternoon, she ran to me and told me she lost her tooth. Oh congratulations, I said, where is it? No, she said I lost it and can't find it. Funny thing is, once we told her daddy, he knew exactly where it was. At the restaurant today she was eating a corn dog and had bit into something crunchy. When she showed her dad, he said it must be a piece of a bone from the hot dog! Come on, a piece of a bone? Now when have you ever found a bone in a hot dog? Those things are as processed as they come. But he didn't think much of it until she told him she lost her tooth. So, now her tooth lies at the restaurant with the corn dog!