Another tooth down

Bruce lost another tooth today. He refrained from wiggling his tooth while on the toilet to avoid that last disaster. His first tooth fell out while I was running, the second tooth fell out in the bathroom, and the third took its exit while at school. I still haven't had to deal with any bloody teeth (a weird fear of mine).
Bruce said he was at recess, talking to his best friend about Lego Star Wars, when he tripped and fell on his friend's foot. He said he looked down and saw his tooth on the ground. He brought it home in an empty Tums container and tucked it under his pillow. When I got out the camera to take a few pictures of Bruce's new smile, Phoebe was not about to be left out.