To swallow one might be regarded as a misfortune…

Yes, Pearl lost her third tooth today.  And, yes, as far as we can tell, she swallowed it.  Again.  She hadn’t even noticed it was gone; I saw the gap after school and asked her about it.  It was a surprise to me, too, as it was the lower front tooth which fell out, I was sure the top one would go first.

On the positive side, it saves me from making a decision.  I’d been wondering what on earth to do with fallen-out baby teeth.  I certainly don’t want to keep them, but I’m not sure about just throwing them in the rubbish either.  I think they would take a loooong time to compost, and they probably wouldn’t flush very well.  I expect the rubbish bin option will be the winner on the day, but at this rate we’ll never find out!

(Apologies to Mr O. Wilde for the title of this post.)