At the beginning of this week Allie had a mouth full of baby teeth. This morning she woke up crying because her tooth was "GOING TO FALL OUT!" (woops...I guess we didn't quite prepare her adequately enough for this childhood right of passage).
After wiggling her tooth all day long, complaining about how annoying her loose tooth was, fretting about whether or not it would ever fall out, and worrying that it wouldn't fall out in enough time for the tooth fairy to make it (because fairies have really small wings and it takes them a long time to fly), I finally asked her if she needed help pulling it out. She told me she wanted me to yank it out. So, I did. After two pulls, Allie was missing her first tooth.
Allie has declared that she doesn't really want money from the tooth fairy and is hoping she instead brings chocolate coins. Thankfully, the grocery store sells chocolate coins, so Grandma made a quick trip tonight during bath time to gather the loot. I also informed her that the tooth fairy only comes if you sleep all the way through the night.