Toothless

Ava came home from school on Friday with a loose tooth. She was so excited I thought she would want to call Daddy at work right away, instead she wanted to surprise him when he got home.

All weekend we checked the progress of the tooth. On Monday I made her a tooth fairy pillow (along with ten Barbie pillows for the girls doll houses). Right before bed I told her to twist the tooth a little. She gave it a good twist and it got stuck in a weird position. There were some tears and Daddy was entrusted to put the tooth back in it's spot. Well, what do you know, the tooth fell out in his hand.

She was beaming with pride and insisted on calling all of her grandparents immediately. Grandpa asked her if the tooth fairy was a boy or a girl, I was consulted and we agreed it's a she. Ava told me that the tooth fairy is about the same size as Tinker Bell.

At tuck-in, after songs she panicked and asked if I would leave the window open so the tooth fairy could get in. I assured her that the tooth fairy can get in through the lock on her door. Luckily that was acceptable.

In the morning Lily had to remind her to check her pillow. Turns out the tooth fairy leaves a dollar bill for every tooth. Score.