All I PJ Wants for Christmas…

…his two front teeth is for his other tooth to fall out.  For months now, PJ has been walking around with 2 extra, bottom, front teeth.  I guess he takes such good care of them, they don’t want to leave–even when their replacements have already made their appearance (and then some). 

Well, last night, Patrick convinced him at the dinner table that the one tooth that was loose was ready to pop out.  For all the work it took, I’m not sure that the tooth was as ready as PJ and Patrick seemed to think.

Ty wasn’t sure what was going on, but he wanted in on the action.

But PJ was pretty excited about finally joining the Tooth Club at school.

And then, POP!  Out it came.

I had been meaning to make him a special tooth pillow, but kept convincing myself I had more time.  We decided to be a tooth pocket family instead. 

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Daddy:  So PJ, how much money do you think the toothfairy will leave you?

PJ:  A quarter?

Daddy:  That’s it?

PJ:  100 dollars?

Mia: Mommy, you won’t leave him that much will you?!?!

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 One last look at that “toothless” grin.