"The Tooth Fairy is coming!"

Ashley lost her first tooth yesterday! We were at Auntie Peach's house celebrating Tata's birthday with a good old fashioned fajita bbq (great job Uncle Chris!), when Ashley started screaming "My tooth fell out, my tooth fell out!" Granted, it wasn't much of a surprise since she had been twisting, pushing, pulling, touching, and fiddling with it for the past few days in the attempt to get it out so she could reap the rewards the Tooth Fairy would shower on her. She fell short of having Daddy do it with a piece of thread, even after hearing Sarah's testimony that it didn't hurt a bit. She was very excited about the thought of putting it under her pillow, and was content with the idea that she would soon find herself 25 cents richer. But then Tata pulled her aside and with a hush hush whisper into her ear, her tune changed to "Yaaaa, uh huh, I'm gonna get 20 bucks!" (Thanks Dad ;P) Well, I guess that only seemed fair, since the price of Sarah's first tooth was an FC Dallas soccer jersey. Since we were unsure about what the Tooth Fairy would bring, I bought us some time by telling Ashley that it was too late to get on the Tooth Fairy's list for that night, since she already had her route mapped out for all the kids who had lost their tooth the day before. So I guess I'll have to send Jeff on a mission for a gift, or a quick stop at the ATM on his way home.