The Tooth Fairy is a Cry Baby

I cried in the car line at school this afternoon.

Really.

When Ab saw my car, she sheepishly grinned and waved. Then, when the teacher escorted her to our car, I noticed a baggie with a white box in it. I knew what had happened.

Her snaggle-toothed smile confirmed it.

It turns out that Ab asked her teacher to pull her tooth at recess.

My princess. With a missing tooth.

Yes, I cried.