What an exciting day Sunday was. After wiggling and wiggling Sammy's tooth finally came out. (Of course daddy had to trick him to pull it out). It was quite humorous that while we were eating lunch Greg asked Sam how much he thought his tooth was worth to the tooth fairy. Sammy said he thought 6 bucks. Wow, talk about inflation :)
Wednesday, February 23, 2011
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ha! em told another mom that the tooth fairy was going to bring her "a hundred bucks!"...ummm...knock off two zeros and you've got it chica. go sammy!
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