Better late than never

Finally, after much jealously...

Ethan-"Mom, can you tell the tooth fairy I would like a dollar under my pillow?"

Me-"Seriously?"

Ethan-"Or if you want you can tell her I want two dollars!"

Me-"And how am I supposed to reach the tooth fairy?"

Ethan-"Call 1-200-toothfairy." Like duh, mom, get a brain.

(Next morning)

Ethan-"Mom! Thanks for the dollar, can I have my tooth back now?"

Me-"Seriously?"

I am feeling rather nostalgic about that tooth, I still remember the day it came in. (Sniff, sniff.) He has gotten a hair cut, gotten his finger nails clipped, and almost lost two more teeth since I took these pictures. He's much improved and can sing "All I want for Christmas are my two front teeth!"