Minutes before the bus came this morning, Miss A pulled out a tooth. She has been living with 3 of her top front teeth missing for months now, and she just pulled out the fourth. There will be no carrots for that girl for a while.
After school, I was sitting with Miss C. and Mr. Q. at the kitchen table when I heard approaching sobbing. Miss A came in, I pulled her on my lap and asked her what was the matter. She could barely get the words out between sobs, "I accidentally dropped my tooth down the sink when I was washing the blood off for the tooth fairy." I told her that the tooth fairy will be able to find it and not to worry.
This is what she will awake to:
I'm so excited to see her reaction. :)