Tooth fairy

Ash lost the first of his milk teeth yesterday night in a sudden, unexpected move by his father. We noticed that the lower incissor was a bit wobbly - actually a little late since its permanent version had already taken root and we didnt want him ending up with more teeth in his mouth than he could handle :)  

Just as dad did the honour of plucking out our baby teeth (though my brother's were rather resilient and had required a dentist's assistance), I am leaving it to V to handle the business. I am grateful to dad for constantly reminding me to push the growing permanent teeth forward with my tongue, and brush it with my bare fingers so that they set themselves in a nice neat row. I must pass on the instructions to Ash now, who is all excited about the missing tooth which has gone into safe keeping in his Baby Record Book.