Case of the Missing Tooth

So, by Saturday Ariel's tooth was a wriggling maniac. It was barely dangling there, a disturbing sight. The front of it was not connected any longer, but she was afraid to pull it 'cause it might bleed. We told her that it wouldn't hurt her; in fact it would feel better if it was out. She wasn't convinced. Instead, she went on with her evening with her crazy tooth.

I served the kids noodle soup for dinner, thinking that would be easy enough for her to eat. It was, but it seems that there was enough pressure from the noodles to push that lingering tooth right out of its' home. When Ariel was about half finished, she noticed that it was gone. She shrieked, "My tooth! It's gone! It's gone!" This was followed by a big smile and jumping up and down.

All the adults in the room knew immediately where we could find that stray tooth, but Ariel wanted to see it. So we looked on the floor, under her dishes, clothes, chair- everywhere it could have possibly gone since she sat down for dinner. Not there.... so where, oh where could it be? She couldn't figure it out. Then we told her that she swallowed it. She was in shock. Couldn't believe it. But, after the evening was over and she was all tucked in for bed, she started thinking that maybe she really had swallowed the tooth.

The Tooth Fairy (is it one word or two?) still came anyway, just to give her a present. A little treasure of a dollar. She was the happiest little girl yet again, as this was the third time the Tooth Fairy had stopped by to see her in the past year.

As far as the tooth goes, we have yet to actually see it- to have any physical proof of where it went. But, you know, sometimes all you need is probability to proove a point or to know that you know something. So, in the end, all know where the tooth went. And I don't want to dig for it.