I really mean it! Jeff lost his first loose tooth. It had been loose for quite a while but he was nervous about it coming out. It was still there when I checked on it at dinner tonight, but after his bath I noticed it was out. He has no idea where it went. I called Grandma Pat for some advice and she suggested that Jeff draw a picture of himself, toothless, to place under his pillow tonight. It was cute to hear Henry reassuring him that the drawing was good enough for the tooth fairy..."She'll come. She always does." I heard him say. Sometimes I can't believe how fast time is flying. Wow!
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