Well, Daddy said it was time for my tooth to come out since it had to get out of the way of my shark tooth.  So he tied it to the doorknob, and 4 tries later (the string kept slipping off!), it popped right out!

Yay!  My first lost tooth!  And we almost really lost it, too.  It shot out of my mouth, bounced off the doorknob, left the floss behind and disappeared.  Forty-five minutes of searching later, Daddy found it 15 feet away on the bathroom sink!  By then, I’d already written an explanatory note to the tooth fairy.  Good thing I didn’t have to use it!

The next morning, I found a gold dollar coin under my pillow!

Thank you, tooth fairy!

(Ed. Note: While the woven floss held on to the tooth better than the waxed, it has a much larger spring coefficient, which I believe responsible for the extraordinary trajectory of the tooth which caught us all off-guard.  Let this be a word of caution to parents out there.  Oh, and way to go, Ben!)