Zach has been waiting for his first tooth to come out for a very long time. He was so anxious! He just waited and waited and waited. Even though his permanent tooth had already broken through the gum and was growing in behind his very loose baby tooth, pulling on it was out of the question. Zach would just absent-mindedly wiggle that tooth day and night.
Then yesterday, as I was waiting for Abby and Zach to get home from the bus stop, I heard screams of, "Mama, Mama," from down the street. Remembering Abby's accident from two weeks ago, I ran to the door only to be greeted by a very sweaty, happy little boy. "My tooth came out!" he screamed.
Last night the tooth fairy came to our house and left Zach a dollar. When he showed me the money this morning, I asked him if he'd heard the tooth fairy during the night. "No," he answered, "but I did see her light."
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