The kids love to hear me tell the story about how once, during a long and terrible family road trip, my little brother was taunting me by jamming my favourite blanket in his mouth (gross) and swinging it around in wild circles so I grabbed it and yanked it as hard as I could and not only retrieved my blanket but also one of his teeth…that wasn’t even loose. Turds get what they deserve, what can I say?

Well, today, Karenna was at a playdate and had her cowgirl lasso in her mouth and her big sister and friend tugged on it (just for fun? kids are weird) and out was wrenched her previously un-loose top tooth. She screamed, cried, and then when she got home we took pirate pictures.

The tooth fairy shall be reporting for duty tonight.