1,498) IKE'S FRONT TOOTH
I AM NOT EVEN JOKING.
Ike came home from school soooooo excited (and sooooooooo adorably gap-toothed) yesterday, because his top front tooth fell out on the bus. He'd been waiting to lose that tooth for what felt like ages. "I look like a REAL first-grader now!" he announced proudly.
And then he accidentally dropped the tooth on the kitchen floor.
And then Poppy ate it.
What. The. Fuck. Dog.
One gulp, and it was gone, like so many dropped Cheerios before it. Ike burst into tears. "BAD DOG, Poppy!" he wailed, as we all rushed to console him.
"We'll write the Tooth Fairy a letter!" Ezra proposed, ever the problem solver.
"I lost a tooth in the OCEAN once." Noah reminded him. "And the Tooth Fairy still came! I got like $20!"
(Thankfully this infamous conversation did not repeat itself.)
Indeed, the Tooth Fairy was quite sympathetic to Ike's letter and explanation of "MY DOG ATE MY TOOTH" and left him five whole dollars.
He rubbed Poppy's belly this morning before school and told her he forgave her and was sorry for calling her bad (since you can literally see her spirit collapse and her heart break in two whenever she hears that word).
"You just don't know all the rules yet," he said to her, "because you're still a baby."
Ah yes. YE OLDE HOUSE RULE #294834038401337: No eating other people's teeth.
Good dog, Poppy.