Hi Mr. Doe:
I was going through The Animal's things from school and happened upon a plastic baggie with his name on it... The bag contained a wee little tooth. After a near meltdown that I had somehow managed to not notice that my youngest son had lost his first tooth (presumably last Friday, since the stuff I was going through was from his weekend papers), I called him over to see where it had come from. He showed me his bottom teeth and said "It already grew back. Look!"
I said, "Sweetie, whose tooth is this? Where did it come from?"
To which he cried plaintively, "What?! I found it on the floor!!" Like that automatically made it his.
So. I have this tooth...
I'll put it in his backpack tomorrow for you to reclaim and hopefully give to its rightful owner.
Does this happen to other people??