It had to happen eventually
Sh lost her front baby tooth - it’s getting evicted by an adult model.
She came home with her mouth closed and humming, and I didn’t think anything of it because she’s seven and weird. But then she told me to look in her book bag and there it was! The tooth.
It came home in a small plastic pirates chest and once I got past the loose tooth thing, I began to think: somebody makes little holders for teeth that get lost? It’s a strange world sometimes.
Anyway - no more tooth.
I asked her how much the tooth fairy leaves under the pillow and she told me without missing a beat: “five bucks”
Holy. Inflation is real.
As I write this she’s upstairs in her sleeping bag again dreaming of tooth fairies and five bucks.
Until tomorrow,
TH and Co.