Keep the teeth, Santa. I want trains and Legos.

So B lost his second tooth yesterday. He lost the first one about a week ago. So now he is missing his two front lower teeth. Seems like were all set up for some sort of Leave_It_To_Beaver era Christmas card photo. But B doesn't need to limit he wish list with Santa to just two front teeth; he has the adult teeth already halfway in.

Parenthood is such a funny drug - doing things such as making you proud of a ubiquitous biological process.

So what is the state of the Tooth Fairy economy, you ask? B wanted to keep his first tooth so we told him to leave a note for the T.F. and expect that the absence of a tooth would mean no payment. "She" (cuz all T.F's are female, right?) left him a dollar coin for getting the first tooth out by himself (no string tied to a door knob) and told him the next tooth would also get a discounted payment. For the second he rec'd a five spot. WTF! I think I got a quarter per tooth, on average. Man we parents of singles are spoilers. Shame on the Tooth Fairy.

DSD