Only Hadley would finally lose her fifth tooth.
You know: the one that has been precariously loose for weeks now….
On the very night Hurricane Earl arrived.
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Four days later, we were at a neighborhood BBQ for Labor Day. Hadley had another front tooth that was loose. Our Cat Sitter Sadie (a third grader, well attuned to the world of teeth-pulling) graciously yanked it out for Hadley.
She then sweetly proposed that she should be rewarded half of Haddie’s Tooth Fairy earnings for her involvement.
She has a future with the IRS.
Or Canadian government.