All Smiles!

The highly anticipated,

longly awaited day

f-i-n-a-l-l-y

came!

I can't even describe the thrill this brought into the Bunker home.

First it wiggled.

And there was excitement.

Then it jiggled.

Even more rejoicing.

Until finally, out it popped in all it's dental glory.

Avery's 1st lost tooth.

And that was just Jared's excitement.

Yep, as you can imagine, Dr. Dad has been waiting for this day basically since Avery was an embryo. It's a big moment for a kid. Even bigger when that kid's dad is a dentist who has patiently waited for this day to come for

6 years,

2 months

and 8 days.

So here's the big scoop:

Avery's "special friend" (I refuse to use the word "boyfriend" she's is only 6!!) was chasing her during lunch. (Awww, young love) When he finally "caught" her she ended up getting pushed into the sand and busting her chin against the ground. When she got up from her "love tap" her mouth was bleeding and that wiggly tooth was no longer in her mouth. Instead it was M.I.A. in the sand despite all the volunteer fellow 1st grade friends who tried to hunt it down. Dang!

(Should we be worried that her very first "relationship" ended in her getting a tooth knocked out of her head?!?!)

Needless to say she was thrilled (if not a bit disappointed that she didn't have her tooth to show for her big accomplishment). Not to worry though, she immediately wrote a letter to the tooth fairy in class to inform her that a special visit was now in order.

And visit she did.

That amazingly magical fairy left:

a "gold coin,"

(and I quote "with Sacajawea on it, just like 'Night at the Museum!!'"

Thank you Hollywood for teaching our daughter U.S. history)

a new dollar,

and a littly, itty bitty note

painstakingly shoved into her little, itty bitty tooth necklace.

She was just a little bit excited.

We wanted to have a big family ice cream sundae party to celebrate but let's just say our little kiddies didn't need any more stimulus that night. I'm not sure if it was the dental victory or what but we were happy when bedtime arrived.

She even recorded it in her brand new diary.

"I lost my tooth. Look wut the tooth faree gav me! Udr (under) my plo (pillow)."

Austin is now hoping his teeth will start falling out any day now

so he gets money under his pillow too.

Side note- Just the night before after she showed my dad for the umpteenth time her loose tooth, he told her how he can remember getting $50 for his first lost tooth. (I'm so sure!) Naughty Grampa. I'm grateful that she didn't believe his little tall tale and expect the same kind of cash reimbursement.