At 3:30am, our bedroom door flew open and L announced, "MY TOOTH FELL OUT!" It was loose for several weeks but, even wiggling it right before bedtime, I thought it would be a few more days. According to him, he just woke up and it popped out. So my husband got up to confirm, and put the little tooth in a ziplock bag. The next morning he was so excited! Seriously, this kid was as excited about losing his tooth as he will be Christmas morning.
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His tooth-less grin |
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"See!" |
L was super proud of his tooth and so he made this note for the tooth fairy:
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"I want to keep my toof" |
I was always under the impression that the tooth fairy pays you for your tooth, but according to Super Why, L says, "it's okay to keep your tooth AND get money." So, now he's got his tooth and $5 in a ziplock bag... at school... because of course he had to show all of his friends.
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