Oops, she did it again...

Well, Charly's been playing with that dang tooth for days. And, yesterday, while she was in the shower, it came out.
Yesterday started as a typical day. Kenna and I woke up about an hour before Charly...like usual. Then, Charly came into the toy room and shortly thereafter, the girls started fighting. YAY! Good start to the day. :) So, I let Charly get on the computer for a little to try to alleviate the arguing...it worked. Then, I noticed the time. If I'm going to get the girls out of this house, we need to get ready. "Charly," I yell, "You need to get in the shower". So, after she stomps from the computer to the bathroom, she jumps in the shower.
Finally, we are actually gonna get outta this house today, and before 1pm. WOO HOO! Suddenly, five or so minutes into my quiet, I mean her shower, she starts screaming "Moooooommmmmm! Mom! Mom!" I'm thinking the water was too hot and was burning her. So, I go flying into the bathroom. As soon as I fling open the door,  Charly squeals, with extreme happiness, "I FINALLY lost that tooth! Phew! No more tooth flopping around when I'm eating". That girl is funny!
 Well, my parents took Charly for the night, so she had to make sure she took her tooth with her. I called her this morning, and apparently, since the tooth fairy found her at my parents house, she got $4.00! That's her normal $2, plus an extra $2, for fun. She is making out with this tooth losing business. She told me that she can't wait for all her teeth to fall out so she can go shopping! She is so funny!
Well, the moment you've all been waiting for...here is her toothless grin.

Charly lost a tooth! Part "too"th

So, since Charly has been on summer vacation, I swear that child has not gotten up before 9am, unless it was absolutely necessary; and by necessary, I mean me shaking her awake because we had somewhere to be early. Anyhow, the morning after she plucked that beautiful tooth from her now gap filled smile, she was up at 815.  She came running to my room, flung open the door, and exclaimed "Mom!!! The tooth fairy brought me MONEY!!", ending with a squeal. The reason for Charly's extreme excitement is that the last 2 times the tooth fairy has shown up to collect the teeth, she's left Charly 8 quarters. Now, Charly is finished with Kindergarten, and she knows that 8 quarters = $2.00, but in her head, dollar bills are way more AWESOME!
Charly has a second wiggly tooth, the exact same tooth on the opposite side. And, since getting her $2 from the tooth fairy, she has decided to try to expedite the process of losing this tooth. She's wiggling that thing front and back, and now side to side...I wouldn't be surprised if it comes out tonight. Also, much to her enjoyment, she has discovered the adult tooth is coming through the gap in her teeth, from the current missing tooth, but it's also under the one beside it, so now, she's working on that tooth too! This child loves her money. I'm definitely expecting a visit from the tooth fairy in the next week.
When people say, money motivates, they aren't kidding.

Charly lost a tooth! Oh the excitement!

My husband, Brian, was already in bed, since he has to get up early, for work. I was on the couch watching some TV, but on the verge of falling asleep. Charly comes flying out of her room as fast as she could.
"Mom. Mom. MOM!!" she says.
"What hunny?", I responded.
"I lost a tooth!!", she said, with pure excitement.
Now, for anyone that knows my Charly, this is a huge event. The first two teeth lost ended up being a very traumatic experience for her, and she hated the thought of losing more. Well, she's had two wiggly teeth for a few weeks, so we knew the time was coming, when there would be some alligator tears and shreiks of pure terror. But, this time was completely different. She was supposed to be in bed sleeping, but instead was playing with a wiggly tooth.
Anyhow, so I hop up to see the beautiful tooth, she's just so excitedly plucked out of her mouth. She starts jumping up and down. So, I get her calmed down, and back in her room. She puts the tooth in the center of her pillow, just so it doesn't fall off the bed. Then, she proceeds to ask how in the world the tooth fairy can get it. I respond with "I dunno", and so then Charly's version of how it goes down has to be heard.
"Well" she starts. "The tooth fairy is obviously little. And, she flies into my room, quietly, and then moves my head to the side of the pillow, and flies under it, to grab the tooth".
Okay, so we're wrapping up the tooth fairy conversation, when with pure excitement she quietly (because she shares a room with her sister) exclaims "I'm so excited; I don't know if I will be able to sleep".

Ah, the joys of being a kid!