The six-year-old has a real knack for losing teeth right as we’re sending them to bed, on nights when we’ve already let them stay up unusually late, and then insisting on elaborately decorating the envelope we put the tooth in.
Tonight, as he started to write “I love the money and stickers” on the envelope, he realized that since he didn’t have them yet, it would make more sense to change it to “I’d like $500.”
Ambitious little thing.