That other front tooth just held on and on and on. I was convinced it would be out for Christmas, but nope, it wiggled plenty but stayed put. Three days ago Joe Joe finally asked me to just pull it out. And then there was the big gap.
The Tooth Fairy had been long prepared for this moment with 6 dollars and 6 glittery stars at the ready. I wonder when she stops matching the number of lost teeth to how many dollars he gets.