That Tooth Had No Chance

Sometime yesterday evening Jack mentioned that he had a tooth that was just starting to get loose.  I laughed that he would probably have it out before the end of the night.  He didn't.  Today he worked the tooth a little more and then after our nightly routine of scriptures and prayer and reading time he began a tug of war with the tooth.  He was unsuccessful, he had blood on his fingers and on his face.  I told him to let it go for another night and work on it again tomorrow.  I also told him he needed to clean himself up.  It was no surprise when from the bathroom I heard a big YES! He pulled that thing out.  As he came in to show me the tooth he said he thought it had a cavity on it.  When I said he would probably only get a quarter from the tooth fairy because of the cavity suddenly it was no longer a cavity, or at least it was a very small cavity.  Funny kid.  Factually speaking, the tooth really had no chance.  At some point it was going to come out.  It definitely had no hope of an extended stay.  As soon as Jack discovered it was even the slightest bit loose he went after it.  With that kind of determination it should definitely fetch more than a quarter from the tooth fairy.  Maybe 50 cents will do.  Maybe not.