Last night, as the kids were running around like crazy animals trying to sleep, we heard something ominous.
“Mommy, we have an emergency,” BJ pleaded as he came down the stairs (because our maddening lovely children know the only acceptable reason to come down after bedtime is blood or fire).
All is well, though. BJ lost his first tooth! He’s been willing that tooth to come out for months.
How did it come out?
Alyson kicked him in the face.
This morning, he gave her a quarter from his tooth fairy money for doing it.
