So as 7am I wandered my unstretched body downstairs to get the camera and the tooth container.
Then the cutest phone conversation I have ever heard took place as Aiden called Terry to tell him.
"Good Morning, Daddy This is Aiden I am calling to tell you that there is a hole in my mouth now where the tooth was." (Yes, he said this as all one coherent sentence.) After a small pause, "Yes, my tooth fell out."
I then cleaned up the spilt water from Cody, and since have been laying flat on my belly twice so far doing the great baby tooth search as Aiden is compelled to carry it around and drop it in our tooth colored verigated carpet.
UPDATE!
Since this just happened one hour later than the original blog post, I figured I'd just add it on as an update.
Aiden and Cody were goofin' around of course. Cody reared his head up and knocked Aiden in the mouth. He cried ouch and reached in his mouth and pulled out the OTHER tooth that was next to the one he just lost. That one was loose before, but not as loose, so this was a bit more painful to loose than the one that came out on it's own. This one still has a bloody little stump, which is causing Aiden some distress.
Poor Guy. After some TLC to both Aiden's mouth and Cody's head, Aiden is back to normal with the exception of a funny accent when he talks now. No determination if Cody is actually back to normal as normal for him is yet to be determined.
