On Superbowl Sunday in 2008, Snapper lost her first tooth. It was an ordeal that involved a deluge of tears.
On Superbowl Sunday in 2012, Pepper lost his first tooth. It was a celebration that involved cheering and jumping up and down. It was made even more delightful by the presence of my dad and step-mom, who are visiting from California. The tooth fairy came and visited last night. She left a Tooth-O-Gram (just like she always left for me) and $3 (The California tooth fairy came with the Florida tooth fairy). Pepper asked for $1000, but the tooth fairy declined his offer. It didn't matter though. I was awakened by Pepper's squeals when he found the loaded pillow hanging on his doorknob. The tooth fairy left one perfect, tiny tooth in my treasure box, a bittersweet reminder that my baby is growing up.