Blake's Big Day

Blake has been waiting for months to lose his first tooth. It seemed like overnight his bottom tooth got very loose. So for one FHE, Brent did some mini-lesson on the body and then said for our activity, we were all going to try and pull Blake's tooth. Everyone took a turn.

At first he was agreeable to it, but as each person took their turn, he started having doubts.

Then Brent thought it would be fun to try and tie some string from his tooth to the door.

Didn't work. Nothing worked that night. So we waited. And waited. The tooth got looser and looser every day but Blake would not let us come anywhere close to it. He'd had it with everyone trying to pull it. It became so loose that he could push it with his tongue at a 90 degree angle.

Fast forward to Thursday night about 1:00 in the morning. Blake wakes me up at my bedside and says "I think I swallowed my tooth!" Are you kidding me? "My tooth is gone! I think I swallowed it!" So Brent goes into his room (thanks Brent) and low and behold, there is his tiny tooth next to his pillow on the bed. Just rolled out on its own in the middle of the night.

But the even bigger miracle? The tooth fairy was still out and about that night and even had cash on her. A true miracle. A happy ending to this little tooth saga.