My Tooth fell out and left a space,
A space so big my tongue can touch my face.
And every time I smile, I show the Place,
The place where something used to grow.
I miss my tooth as you can guess,
but now I have to brush one less.
Anonymous.
Evan has just been about to die because he had not lost a tooth yet...well...it finally happened...one night just after we got home from the cruise...and unlike the poem says...Evan does not miss his tooth! He's working hard on losing another one!
He was very excited to receive a special one time $5 bill from the tooth fairy with a letter saying that all of the other teeth will be bought for $1.
I couldn't believe how long the tooth was!!! 
Evan has been holding on to this pillow forever!!! 