Having been the kid whose loose teeth would dangle by a thread for weeks on end, I am very delighted to say that Tizzy has pulled out his second tooth in less than a week. He makes no bones about it. They're loose – he wiggles and plucks. This morning, at 4:30 a.m., Brad and I were woken from a deep sleep.
"Agh! What is it?" (Us up, bolt right in bed shaking the sleep off...)
He dances into our room,"THE TOOTH FAIRY LEFT ME A WHOLE DOLLAR!"