Nyah lost her first tooth. She tried to take a bite of pizza but complained that it hurt her mouth. So I tell her to come over to me and I'll check it out. So I wiggled her tooth a bit and thought to myself, "I might as well pull that baby out, it's loose enough." So I asked her if I could wiggle it again and wouldn't you know it-in a matter of a couple wiggles that baby was out and her mouth was bleeding. She wasn't too excited about that at first but then i told her the tooth fairy would come and visit her.
Remembering the tooth fairy visits to her brothers and sister, she decided it wasn't such a bad thing to have a missing tooth. That, and I told her how adorable she was without her front tooth. She always likes that. Don't look to close you'll see we hadn't brushed her teeth from the pizza residue.
The tooth fairy visited that night and gave her a dollar, but then her assistant, unbeknownst to the fairy, decided to add a litle more to the pot. Man, I wish I had Nyah's tooth fairy!
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