(dictated by Sam)
Now I thought of calling it, "Indiana Jones and the Lost Tooth," but I thought, no, not really with it.
So, this time happened at school and it happened because I was twisting my tooth a little further than it usually went, and pop! goes the weasel. Except this time it was a tooth, not a weasel.
Editor's (Mom's) note: This is the second tooth loss in one week. At this rate, we won't have to worry about braces after all! Although dentures probably cost a pretty penny...