
Andrew checking out his latest fish, the black blur in the tank.

Andrew has had a loose tooth for what seems like forever! Finally, Friday evening he presented us with his very first fallen tooth! He was very excited to put it under his pillow at bedtime, but then was up until 11:30 waiting and worrying about it! He was a little scared about what might happen, what she looked liked and wanted to sleep with us. He eventually fell asleep in his bed after I went over a few times with the "goods" thinking he was asleep. (Brandon is just dying to tell Andrew the "truth" but I have threatened big time if he spills the beans.) The only reason Brandon knows the truth is... the last time Brandon lost a tooth, we forgot to retrieve it and leave the money and he woke up the next morning saying, "This can't be happening, I don't believe it, the tooth fairy forgot all about me", so Thinh and I felt it was the right time to fess up and let him in on the secret. But, for now, mum's the word for the little two! So, Andrew woke up and found a note and $5 to go buy a fish for his tank. And that we did after B's indoor soccer practice. He picked PetSmart for the purchase and we had two very nice ladies helping him pick out just the right fish for his tank and money. He picked a black moor goldfish with two big ugly eyes on it's side and he named it "Fatty" since it is the biggest fish in his tank.
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