Timothy was down the street playing with some of his friends. I talked to a couple of the moms that were there and they said all the boys were playing "dog house" and one of them was being really rough (and he just happens to be like 13 and a pretty big boy). Somehow, in the middle of all of it, Timothy got kicked in the mouth and his tooth was knocked out.
They said he cried pretty bad for a while (not sure why no one came to get one of us) and then he calmed down and one of the moms walked him back home and explained everything. She said she works for a dentist and looked at it and everything seemed to be OK. You can even see his big tooth poking through, but I'm pretty sure it wasn't loose before then.
He was so excited, despite the circumstances. He found his tooth box and asked if he could put it on the table by his bed instead of under his pillow. The tooth fairy came and left him $2 (double the usual rate since the tooth was lost under traumatic circumstances), she also left a tiny little note that she typed on her teeny tiny computer and a trail a pink pixie dust. He was so happy, it was pretty cute!
I'm hoping that maybe losing one and getting a new one will help loosen up the others, his teeth are so tight already, I'm dreading to see what the new ones come in like! But, in the end, we have a happy little boy that finally got to go to school with a hole in his gums :)
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