When I was a child my sister and I were at our neighbor's house playing tag. There was a bike in the driveway that you could touch for 10 seconds to be "free" from being tagged. When I was "it" Crystal stood holding the bike so I began counting to 10. When I reached 10 she punched me in the mouth and knocked out one of my teeth! I ran home with my tooth in hand thinking "She is sooooo busted! Wait until Mom finds out about this!" Much to my dismay, my Mom was so excited about the tooth fairy coming, Crystal skated out of any trouble.
In Arizona over the holidays, my nephew Christian had 2 loose teeth. One caught on his shirt when he was getting dressed and went flying out and we couldn't find it so my mom ran her Roomba vacuum and emptied out the dirt bin to find it there. The next day Charlie was playing a game with Christian where he would try to stick his finger in Christian's mouth and then crack up when he succeeded. Suddenly Christian ran off crying with a tooth in his hand. He told everyone that Charlie "Smacked the tooth right out of his mouth". I think it is hilarious that he has a great tooth story like I do.
