Jared finally took matters into his own hands and used some floss to remove the tooth. It flew straight up, hit the ceiling, and bounced off the wall before landing on the floor. We had to shut the door to the office to keep the little ones out until the tooth could be found.
At 3:30 that morning Kylie had to wake me up to show me her gold dollars that the tooth fairly left. And she was the first one up the next morning, still too excited about the money to sleep. Not even Santa Claus himself was able to get her out of bed that early.