Adventures in Suburbia: The Missing ToothApril 10, 2008 at 9:00 am | Posted in essay | 10 Comments
We were at the park yesterday. It was sunny but breezy. The kids were happily playing with their friends. The moms talking at the table. When all of a sudden my son starts crying and I see this:
Okay. That tooth was loose, but I would have guessed another couple of weeks before it would have fallen out. So, I wasn’t terribly shocked, just surprised.
The thing was, he spit the tooth out. Somewhere. On the big grassy field. And I wanted that tooth!
Our friends were great. Without even asking, they all came over and started looking. For a tooth. A baby tooth. In a big grassy field.
And we looked.
Some started dropping out. Others took a break. The moms and I went back to the table. Oh well. We tried.
A few minutes later I heard, “WE FOUND IT”!
“COLE FOUND IT”
Many thanks to our friend Cole! Because of his persistence my son and his tooth were reunited.
P.S. As I post this adventure, I realize that the tooth is still in the cookie bag that I carefully stored it in while at the park. The tooth fairy forgot to come. And my son hasn’t asked why.
And a huge thank you to my friend Angela! She grabbed her camera and made this funny little event a wonderful memory! Thanks Angela!