This poor kid had to wait until he was 8 years old…and really over 8 and half to finally lose his first tooth! His little sister legitimately lost a tooth before him… But I tell you what…when he finally lost it, he lost it in style!

Wallace’s tooth had been getting loose for a couple of days, and on the day after Christmas it had been annoying him all day. Right before bed he went to his room with a candy cane to finish packing for our ski trip. Anna and I were in the kitchen and heard him whining…which…unfortunately, was a bit normal for the day. He had been a bit strung out on sweets and toys and all that jazz. So, she and I looked at each other, rolled our eyes, and I said, “I’ll go check on him…”

I went back there, and he moaned and said “My tooth hurts soooo bad!!!” So I asked him to let me see it, and he suddenly got this alarmed look on his face and ran to the bathroom. He was staring in the mirror and just hollered at me “My tooth is gone!”

Wait…what? So, he hysterically runs back to where he’d been sitting and eating his candy cane…there was no sign of it. All we can figure is it got stuck in the candy cane as he was eating it, he ripped it out, and then unknowingly ate it.

The Tooth Fairy still visited him that night, but he was wiggling around so much in his sleep he managed to push his dollar off his bed and onto the floor, so there was a moment of panic in the morning when he thought maybe she hadn’t come. Talk about drama.