Coy has waited a long time to lose his first tooth. It's hard having a big brother who gets regular visits from the tooth fairy. He finally lost his first last week, and John promptly misplaced it as it flew across the room when he was helping Coy yank it out. Good thing we have the tooth fairy's phone number; it's right there in our contacts after Santa. She assured Coy that these things happen and not to worry; her magic can instantly find his tooth in that crazy high carpet. So, after begging to go to bed and coming into my room at 2 am and 4am, letting me know there was nothing under his pillow yet, he woke up in the morning to find a dollar bill under his pillow. He was thrilled. The hard part came when we found the tooth a few days later. He couldn't understand how he could still have his tooth and the dollar. Lucky for us, a quick "don't worry about" satisfied his questioning.
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