*flutter flutter*

Yesterday at lunch, Gabriel asked for another sandwich (the child is growing like a weed and eating accordingly) I said sure and turned around to make him one. As I was handing him his sandwich he said "oh, here, take this tooth, will you?" and put something in my hand. Stunned I looked down and said "what IS this Gabe?" He smiled a gapper grin and said "it's my tooff" Sure enough, it was a tooth. I asked if it had been loose and he said "yeah, it was loose so I just twisted it and it came out, but how will I get a new one now? Do we need to call the doctor or what?" I stifled a laugh and told him that a new tooth would grow in it's spot in a few weeks and not to worry about it. He looked impressed and said "a new tooff is moving in!" (amazing how one tooth missing can make a difference in speech!)

And...a parenting fail. The tooth fairy forgot to leave Gabriel anything this morning. Whoops. In her defense, the tooth was not left under his pillow :P Better luck next time Gabe ha ha (just kidding, she'll come tonight)