So, when your son loses one of his front teeth, you don't have to spend 35 minutes combing through the debris and detritus that has accumulated on the floor since yesterday to find the tooth. It is amazing how difficult it is to distinguish a baby tooth from Rice Krispies, pieces of rice teething biscuits and popcorn kernels. Who knew?
If it weren't for the fact that although Danny has already lost four teeth, we have yet to place one under his pillow for the Tooth Fairy, I would have given up the search. Unfortunately, Danny swallowed the first two teeth he lost. Then, the third one, he placed under his rest time blanket at school thinking the Tooth Fairy would find it there. Yeah, he wasn't too pleased with her when she dropped that ball. And the fourth tooth? I lost that one.
What? They should so make those teeth bigger. I'm just saying. Way, way too easy to misplace.
So, we are batting four for four and I am hoping to make up for it tonight. Luckily, after many prayers and yelling at the kids to stay away from the dust pile, I was was able to find the dust-covered little tooth. The way we are going, the beloved Tooth Fairy probably owes Danny a fifty. What is the going rate for teeth nowadays anyway?