I knew it was loose. The hygienist had told me a few months ago it was getting ready. Yes, he's a bit young , but apparently it's not how young you are that matters, it's the order the teeth fall out. He's right on target with that so no worries!
I was cooking in the kitchen when he walks in with the tooth in his hands and gives it to me telling me "it fell out" no crying, no freaking out, nothing like that at all.
So, we are now firmly telling the tooth fairy lie-the one I swore that I would never tell.
Why do all the great kid legends- Santa, Easter Bunny, Tooth Fairy- all have to break into the house to give your kid something?