The day after her birthday, Claire greeted me outside school with a very different smile.
Tooth #1 has fallen out!
She had been complaining that morning about it hurting (and I vividly remember the weird feeling of loose teeth) but I didn't think much of it. However, a brief run-in with a pizza crust at lunch and out it came.
She had a very definitely idea about the tooth fairy too. She said she imagined her slipping her delicate hands underneath the pillow to take the tooth and replace it with money. So, yes, around here, I guess I will be the tooth fairy. I will have to figure something about the notes from her, since Clairey recognized the envelope I used to put her present.