Well...adding insult to injury to my heart's already fragile state (read yesterday's post), Jack came to me as we were walking out the door to the dreaded Mardi Gras Parade (ok....not dreaded for him, but I could do without the holiday), and informs me that the front tooth that was still intact, had gotten a little crooked throughout the day.
And he was right....it had. It was loose. Very loose.
And now, he has NO front teeth. But he is $3 richer. I'm thinking the tooth fairy thought that losing two teeth in one day deserved a bonus. I'm just sayin'.