Tooth Tales

When Lil was tiny, Tony would take her out for an evening stroller ride while I recovered my sanity. On one of their adventures, they encountered a large hole in the walking path, gone unnoticed until the stroller and child had fallen in. Until that point Lil had a perfect set of teeth...our adoption travel group accused us of paying extra for the perfect never used set...but from the date of the stroller down the rabbit hole incident, Lil had two black front teeth which she hated. Kids teased her about her "dirty teeth" and the public health nurse called this year to determine if I was aware that she had two black teeth. With her eighth birthday approaching and these teeth more mobile than the "Wiggles", I told her that the tooth fairy would pay double the usual $5 if Lil wiggled her teeth out by herself. Armed with dental floss and an eye on the bottom line, out popped the dirty teeth just in time for a huge white tooth to emerge. The tooth fairy paid up but thinks she better start saving for braces.