I’ve seen my share of stray teeth as they’ve fallen from my children’s mouths over the last five years, but this was a funny site: a collection (in a corner of the kitchen counter) of not one, not two, not THREE…but FOUR TEETH--from the same kid! in about two weeks time. I guess he had just been stockpiling them there whenever they fell out, not knowing what to do with them since the tooth fairy stopped visiting him a long time ago.
Every time I turned around, Tyler was talking about a tooth that was hanging by a thread and bugging him when he ate. They are dropping like flies for him.
Random, strange, and kind of funny. Something to keep life interesting, I suppose.