I got a call Thursday afternoon from the school nurse. Olivia had fallen off some bars and hit her face on the ground (whatever that black playground surface is). Her one remaining front tooth was knocked really loose and bled, and she was bruised and swollen around her nose and mouth. The school can't give her anything for pain so I had to leave work and go pick her up and take her home. I was relieved when I saw her because it sounded worse on the phone than it really was. The next day she lost her tooth. And we just had Christmas, too, so I guess it's too late to change her wish list.
Then she left a note for the tooth fairy