I just have a small post, Tyler lost his first tooth! It fell out and he was so excited. The next morning I woke up to him tearing his bed apart looking for that precious lost tooth dollar. Did the tooth fairy forget? (YIPE!) I told him let's eat breakfast then look together, ran back into Dee and explained what lousy parents we can be (who knew so much guilt could be associated with a friggin tooth?) and made breakfast. When we went back to look, lo and behold there were four shiny quarters under his stuffed tiger. Phew. We make a good team. Sometimes slow, but we can pull it off. The point of the story is Tyler is SOOOO excited about his first lost tooth and we love to see him happy.
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