The tooth fell out in the afternoon of his last day of school. It had been loose for a LONG time. It was definitely loose back in February when his latest set of tubes went in, I remember him showing it off to the anesthesiologist. We spent a good week trying to convince him to let Daddy pull it out, or just to pull the thing out already. (Bringing back memories of my dad trying to get me to let him pull the dangling tooth.)
When we were at Big Basin the next day, Anthony decided he wanted a bag of polished stones from the gift shop. Fortunately he had Tooth Fairy Money. He was originally concerned that the money was safe at home. I lent him money and as soon as we got home he came running up with a $5 to pay me back.
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