Five has an electric toothbrush and, since Monday, he had a loose tooth.
He was brushing his teeth tonight and decided he might as well use the toilet at the same time, little did he know that he would lose his first tooth just as he was standing over the bowl, and it would be lost forever.
(We couldn’t see it in there, even with the flashlight, and I was glad we couldn’t. Did I really want to fish it out for him? I don’t think so.)
He wasn’t very clear on how the Tooth Fairy operated, and when Nine briefly filled him in, he had a host of questions that Nine has still not asked.
“Does she come every night just to check? How does she know to come?”
“She’s a FAIRY,” Nine explained. “Duh!”
“Magic,” I offered.
“Or she looks on the computer,” Five said.
Nine suggested we write a note to her explaining what happened, so he’d still get his reward. “Just say that your tooth fell in the toilet.”
Five considered this, but only very briefly. He had a better solution: “Mommy, why don’t you just give me some money?”