Alex lost his second tooth last night. It had been loose for a while now and when he pushed on it with his tongue, it would jut out at about a 45 degree angle. While he was in the bath last night, he kept playing with it, so I told him if he grabbed it with his thumb and finger and wiggled it while pulling up a little bit, it would probably come out. He immediately grabbed and started wiggling it as I looked the other way gagging. And within a couple seconds he proudly announced he got it. I turned around to see a glob of spitty blood in his hand and the tiniest little tooth ever. He was incredibly proud of himself, and quickly made a request to call Grandpa Z to tell him.
After books at bed time, he asked if the toothfairy was going to come. Heck yes she is! And what did he think/hope the toothfairy would leave him? 90¢ and KitKat. I'm bettin' she'll come through kiddo.
Man he was excited to show me the toothfairy came...at 5:52 this morning.
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