your kid loses a tooth and then really loses the tooth. In your house. But not in the sofa cushions (checked there), coffee table, vacuum cleaner bag, or any other identifiable surface in the place. Did the dog eat it? IDK. Maybe the tooth fairy is real and grabbed it when we weren't looking, but that darn tooth is nowhere to be found! Yeah. I pretty much suck at this mom thing.
On the bright side, I found some post-Cassie delivery percocet and can't feel my back, so the night hasn't been a total loss...
Week. From. Hell.
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