Betty's tooth has finally come out. You'll recall that I wrote about this back on August 25, at which point the tooth had already gotten fairly wiggly. Since then, the damn thing just kept hanging in there, not really wanting to budge further.
But tonight was the night. The tooth is sitting on her night table, awaiting the Tooth Fairy's visit. It's not under her pillow because the Tooth Fairy knows how much of a restless sleeper Betty can be and I convinced Betty that the Tooth Fairy would be very appreciative of not having to look too hard for it. She's likely exhausted, having worked her day job - in this economy, you know, this business of doling out cash for teeth isn't the most lucrative line of work, so the Tooth Fairy has some bills to pay.