My son's tooth fell out as he ate a granola bar on the way home from the firefly forest Monday night. Of course, he was prepared since he has a stash of sandwich bags placed in strategic locations for just such an occasion.
Arriving home at some ridiculous hour for a school night, we were all so punchy and tired. As my son brushed his remaining teeth, I popped my head in to ask if he could just leave his tooth in the bag for tonight (giving the Tooth Fairy a much needed 24-hour reprieve) and put it under his pillow Tuesday night.
His response: Could I just give you the tooth in the morning and you just give me the money?
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From the mouths of babes...I love it!
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