Tooth collection

Last night at dinner, corn was served. We had a couple of young visitors, whose mom needed a rest for the day. I assume the presence of others was what caused our kids to feel the need to do something strange, because they definitely are never strange otherwise.

Someone, I believe Annie, decided to pretend that the corn was a tooth. (C'mon, you know you did it as a little kid.) And soon everyone joined the club. And then this little exchange.

Annie: (holding up a piece of corn), "I'm going to add this tooth to my collection."

Cam: "You don't have a tooth collection!"

Annie: (without hesitation and without looking up), "Yes I do, it's in my mouth."