Toothless

Tooth fairies and losing teeth have been weighing on Claire's mind since beginning kindergarten. It is a regular conversation. She wanted desperately to lose one too. I simply kept telling her when it was time, she would. Low and behold, that "time" crept up on us like a bad dream. She took an apple off my desk after school, devoured it and soon after said, "Mom, my tooth is loose."  I shot her a look and Mya immediately says, "Oh, this can't be good." It was darling as are most things she says lately. Anyway, I did the check and yep, it was definitely loose. She continued to share that fact with every neighbor she encountered for the rest of the afternoon. We tried to call Chris, but he was in a meeting, so I encouraged her not to wiggle it until Daddy got home so he could share in the moment. Sadly, Chris didn't get home until 7:30 last night (we thought we had escaped incredibly long work hours when we left Korea, but no such luck). The tooth fell out while we were hanging out on my bed before bedtime. We typically do family devotions at that time, reading from a children's Bible, but I had wasted away the afternoon with outside play, so I was crunched for time to get clothes together for tomorrow. The actual moment was filled with a few tears, some blood and much, much excitement. We found the tooth pocket and talked about where it should be placed. Claire was not liking the idea of having the tooth fairy in her room, so I suggested the windowsill in the bathroom. That way the tooth fairy could slip in and out very quickly. She was game with that.

Tooth is out!

Still has a lovely smile even with the tiny space ;)

It's gone!

Adding the tooth to her pocket.

The tooth is safe and secure!

Happy with her loot at such an early hour.

Checking out the note.

Reading her personal note from her tooth fairy.

The tooth fairy came and left her a cute little card just for Claire. She was tickled. Claire got $5.00. She was convinced she got $5 because she is 5 years old.