Finally

Tucker's front tooth finally fell out.  It was getting more and more crooked and driving me crazy.  For about a week he kept talking about how it was about to fall out.  He never wanted to leave me because he knew I wanted to see his tooth fall out and every time he left the room he would come running back saying it was about to fall out.  Then when it did fall out we were riding in the car and it was kind of anticlimactic.  There was no blood or crying or anything.

The funny part was that I made a big deal to him about not loosing it.  He actually "lost" one of his other teeth.  I told him that if he doesn't put it under his pillow the tooth fairy will not give him money.  I was very specific and told him to stick it in a bowl on the kitchen counter so it doesn't get lost.  Of course that was the one time he listened to me.  And about an hour later I was cleaning up the kitchen and I put the bowl in the dishwasher.  I'm not sure if I dumped the tooth down the garbage disposal or what but it was gone.  He was pretty devastated so I told him to write the tooth fairy a note.  I'm not sure why he was taking the whole thing so seriously because he knows that Bob and I are the tooth fairy.

Tooth Faire,  My Mom accidentally put the tooth in the sink.

Penelope was determined to stay up and wait for us to come in her room.  Man that girl can stay up for a long time.  Bob and I wanted to go to bed at like 10:30 and she was still wide awake.  I finally convinced her that she needed to go potty and then we snuck in and exchanged the note for money.  Tucker was out like a rock.  The next morning they were talking about how sneaking we were because they didn't even hear us.  Haha. I successfully outsmarted a 3-year-old and a 6-year-old.