So, we went to Lowes tonight pretty much aimlessly to look for misc. things (ie: the only thing that we bought was one of those glass fixtures that goes around the light bulb on our master bedroom fan, because Drew and I were playing tag with a Nerf ball, and he threw it too high, which broke the old one, so we bought a new one).
Anyway, we are walking down an aisle, and Pete runs up to us saying "Mom. Dad. Look. I lost my tooth". Natalie and I are both like "OK, sure." But sure enough, we looked down at him and there he is with his little amazement smile with one single tooth missing, and he is holding it up very proudfully, showing us what had happened. of course, we ask him how it happened......he then proceeds to back up to show us. He walks over to the chains (thick metal ones, mind you) and says "well....i picked up this....and bit it". That will do it everytime Pete!
He is so proud. When we got home, his first question was if he got to put it under his pillow, so that the tooth fairy would come. He made sure that I put it in a Ziploc bag for him (as pictured), so that he wouldnt lose it. He then immediately ran upstairs and put it where it belonged. He fell asleep very quick tonight, as I told him that the tooth fairy didnt visit until he was asleep. Funny Pete...dont know what I would do without him.
