I go away for two nights and look at what I come home to.
Admittedly the tooth had been loose for... I don't know, months. Max had no interest in speeding things along and I saw no point in pushing it. I knew at some point it would drop out. I just didn't expect it to happen when I was up at Grandma's for a Bat Mitzvah.
When it did happen Max was at Meryl's and after the initial shock wanted to give either Larry or I a call. While Max was on the phone with me, Meryl took this unbelievably cute picture of his gap tooth smile.
Of course now I owe Meryl big time for so calmly dealing with the bloody mess.