Isaac ran up to me just before bed and said, "Mom! Guess what? I twisted my tooth and it came out!" It had been barely hanging in there for a week. No amount of well-meaning advice or offers to "help yank it out" would sway him from his determination that the tooth should fall out on its own. My guess is that he was absentmindedly playing with it while Shane read him a bedtime story. I gave Isaac a big hug and said, "That's wonderful! Congratulations!" As he walked to his room to put it under his pillow, I heard him say, "I'm going to see the Tooth Fairy when she comes!!"
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