After wiggling his bottom tooth for what felt like two weeks, it was so lose that I encouraged Landon to try one more time to pull it out.
And what do you know — the first baby tooth came out.
So we wrote a note to the tooth fairy and L spelled out what he would like to get — a lollipop, one dollar, and to keep the tooth.
Fine with me, I didn’t want to hide it anyway, that little treasure.
I owe you a good picture of L’s new look :)
How much money did your tooth fairy leave?