My middle child knows how to maximize his opportunities.
Yesterday, he lost a molar in the cafeteria.
But losing a tooth in the cafeteria doesn’t really get you anything.
So he put it back in place in his mouth. And waited until he got to class.
And then when he was looking for a break, he pulled it out of his mouth, exclaimed that he had just lost his tooth, and asked to be excused from the room.
Smart kid. I was too much of a goody-two-shoes to even think of such a thing.