
Sportsboy lost his tooth yesterday, but I am posting about it today.
It all started with Sportsboy waking me up first thing in the morning. He says, "Mommy, I lost my second tooth."
I am now wide awake looking at the tooth. He explained to me that he was wiggling the tooth and then pulled it out. In my mind, I am thinking, wow what a brave kid pulling his own teeth--I used to shiver with fear at thought of pain--even if it is a little.
He proudly tells his grandmother that mommy is going to buy him a toy. She asked me about it, I said, I never said that. Sportsboy knows that he will get money under his pillow from the "Tooth Fairy."
Sportsboy smiles sheepishly at me.
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