My name is Mary. And I am only 5 years old. But I really did lose a tooth.
When we came home I put it under my pillow, but at bedtime it was gone. Do you think you can find it? It is under my bed or in my room or maybe somewhere else. Mommy says you can find it.
I don’t know if you have a pink dress or a blue sparkly one. Brianna says it might be purple.
I lost my tooth when me and Gabe were rolling on the floor playing puppy-dogs. My mouth bumped his head and my tooth got all crooked.
I cried when it came out because there were drops of blood on my shirt and mommy cried because she says it means I am growing up too fast.
But I told her, “Don’t worry Mom. I think five is still pretty little.”
And it is.