Ben says, "One tooth gone, 19 to go!"
The tooth has been really loose the last couple of days. Ben actually said yesterday that he thought the tooth would come out today!
So it was after supper - I was in the kitchen, cleaning up a bit, and Ben came to me and asked if he could be done. I looked at him and said, "Ben, your tooth! It's gone!" I immediately thought that he had swallowed it, eating his supper, but nope, there it was, on his plate. And he didn't even notice!
He's excited for the tooth fairy to come tonight - he said, "Maybe she'll leave me a quarter! Or a washer!"
