Well, Jobe lost another tooth. I'm not sure how many this is, but it's the second one that I pulled out for him. Morfar (Grandpa Merkley) would be proud. I actually got out the pliers for this one because I couldn't get a good enough grip with my fingers.
Jobe put it under his pillow that night and as he fell asleep, I reached in to see if I could feel it. It wasn't anywhere thatI could feel it and thought it must be directly under his head. He hadn't been asleep for very long and I didn't want to wake him. The tooth fairy would have to reach deeper later that night.
I fell asleep and think of the horror that I felt when my son woke up in the morning and found that the tooth fairy had not taken his tooth. Of course, before I could say anything, he said; "I think it's because it was a white tooth on a white sheet. "
"I even had a hard time finding it!" He added. "I think that tonight I'll have to put a different colored sheet on so that the tooth fairy will have an easier time finding it."
He did, she did and he's now a quarter richer.
: ) Can there possibly even be a better explanation?
When Charlie saw the quarter and contemplated what had just happened, I had to jokingly ask if we should knock out all his teeth to make some money. I thought I saw a moments hesitation before he said no.
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