Franny lost her first tooth! (and how I lost it again.)

Franny couldn't stop fidgeting with her loose tooth the whole time we were in California. I suspect most mothers would just get some gauze or a tissue and yank it out, but the thought of it made me a little squeamish and I just hoped that we could make it home so Bobby could take care of it. Five minutes after we boarded the plane, Franny was fidgeting with it again and it popped out. She gasped and I quickly caught it as it fell out of her mouth.

I wrapped it up in a tissue and tucked it away safely in my purse and told her we would place it under her pillow for the tooth fairy. When we finally made it home, Franny wanted to show her Dad the tiny tooth so I pulled it out and placed it on the kitchen table. Hours later I was getting ready to set the table and was wiping it down. I saw a napkin and used it to brush the crumbs off the table. We sat down to dinner together and then we watched American Idol. I was wondering what the tooth fairy pays for teeth nowadays when I realized I wasn't sure where her tooth was. I turned to Bobby and asked him, but before he could even shrug his shoulders I gasped, knowing full well I had used the tissue it was wrapped up in to clean the crumbs off the table! I ran upstairs and poked around in the trash can. There was no sign of it. So then I was on my hands and knees crawling around looking for the tiny lost tooth. I spotted something near the trash can that looked like it could be her tooth, but it turned out to be a white Nerd candy. I picked it up, looked at it, and thought, "That'll do."

Whoops.