Dentures, please

The pace at which Kitty has been losing teeth is going to send me to the poor house.  Kitty lost another tooth a mere 2 days after the Tooth Fairy had just visited.   I wonder if she secretly stays up late at night knocking her teeth against the wall to loosen them.  I should investigate.

Kitty insisted on wandering around with the tooth in her sweaty paws while I insisted she was going to lose it.  It was nearly a catastrophe when she dropped it somewhere and couldn't find it.  I gave her the old, "I told you so and you should listen to your Mother lecture," while Mykey was thoughtful and went hunting for it.  He saved the day when he found it on the floor behind the couch.  That guy is always showing me up.

As always, Kitty knows exactly what she wants.

And, as always, the Tooth Fairy doesn't really listen.  It's as if the Tooth Fairy is already at Hobby Lobby so she just picks up whatever she can find.  Weird.

Thankfully, Kitty always enjoys whatever she gets and doesn't seem to mind that the Tooth Fairy isn't precisely fulfilling her wishes. 

Now let's just hope the rest of her chompers stay put for a while!