Rite of Passage

Evan proudly lost another tooth. He was in reading class when it happened, and the teacher carefully put the tooth in a sandwich bag in his reading box. Then, frustratingly, he forgot it. So no tooth fairy till he remembers to bring it home.

He and I went shopping for Bella's birthday gifts, and he found the perfect thing. She'll love it. In a week from Sunday, she will be twelve. I've been blipping (though never every day) for a year and a half longer than she's been alive. He gets an hour of screen time, and then we'll make our birthday cards.