Christopher lost his first tooth yesterday right before the Christmas Eve Service. He lost it eating a pretzel. He came up to me and said…
C: “Dad, I lost my tooth”.
D: Where is it?
C: I don’t know.
D: Did you eat it?
D: Did you bite it and spit it out?
D: Well then, where is it?
C: I don’t know. I think it’s in the van. I think I lost it when I was eating a pretzel