
Stratton wasn't so sure about the whole idea of losing a tooth. He wanted to postpone it as long as possible. He actually seemed a little stressed about it even though I tried to ease his fears and tell him how cool it is, he wasn't buying it. It was loose for a long time, but Stratton refused to pull it. Well, we sat down for dinner and barely started to eat when out came his tooth. It must have been hanging on by a thread because it came out just by eating a spaghetti noodle. It was too funny though, because the tooth fell right into his spaghetti and blended right in with the noodles. So we looked and looked for it in his pile of noodles, and luckily we found it so he could put it under his pillow for the tooth fairy. I think Stratton was pleasantly surprised to find that it's not so bad to lose a tooth. He was so surprised that it didn't hurt and no blood was involved (apparently this is what he was fearing most). He got to put it under the pillow and in the morning he woke up to a one dollar bill...not bad! Now he wants to know when his next tooth is going to fall out!