The Tooth Fairy just left a pile of quarters in exchange for James' front tooth. I am waiting for him to wake up and gain solace from these coins in exchange for the trauma of seeing his own blood in the sink last night when the tooth came out. He wasn't excited; he was in tears. After lots of reassurances, he fell asleep while talking about other things, but not before telling me to remind him "not to look in the mirror until my new tooth grows in all the way, Mom."
Hooray, the little boy just woke up, and his face lit up when he remembered that he needed to check under his pillow!
Oops, low battery. . . gotta go for now, be back later!