here comes the tooth fairy

Several days ago, my tooth became a bit wiggly. I thought I still had a week or more left. This morning, though, it became so wiggly that it was apparent that today was the day. My mom asked begged me to please try to keep the tooth in my mouth until I got home since I have lost both of my other teeth at school and she has missed out on all of the excitement. At the end of the school day, my tooth was lazing around on its side holding on with little more than a patch of blood.

Tonight, during dinner, I could not eat and I was on the verge of starvation from babying my tooth for days. Even yogurt sounded too dangerous. I left the table to go read. My dog bumped me. My tooth popped out.

After admiring how incredibly clean it is, I packaged up my tooth in tupperware and put it under my pillow.

I then returned to the dinner table and ate a massive bowl of spaghetti and almost an entire baguette to make up for everything I could not eat this week.

I am ready for the tooth fairy. So far, I have had pretty good luck with her. My first tooth earned me a Lego set. I traded my second tooth for a magic trick kit.