William lost tooth #5 sometime in the middle of the night. He came in this morning about 6:45am all in a panic and asked me if I had his tooth. Whhatt? Huh? Snarg?
I'm not at my best in the morning. By some miracle, he didn't swallow it and it was just laying on his bedsheets this morning.
Lower right tooth next to the front one. Whatever that guy is called.
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