Bran just turned five and lost his first tooth last Monday. He takes after me, hair as dark as his namesake raven. Lark had decorated a five-euro note with glitter and folded it in the shape of a tooth, leaving it under his pillow in exchange for the tiny cuspid. His three-year-old sister, Robin, had been so jealous she’d cried, so we folded her a paper tooth of her own and sprayed it with glitter. Then Bran cried it was unfair that her paper was prettier than his money. In the end, each of our kids ended up with a bill and a paper tooth to keep the peace. We did need a break from our little
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