He proudly showed me as soon as he got off the bus (but after he hugged Katie).
Then, at dinner:
Owen: Mom, you know what the tooth fairy is going to bring me? A chocolate Popsicle!
Me: Um, that’s not going to fit in your tooth pillow.
Owen: No, the pillow I put my head on. She’ll put it in a freezer bag.
Me: Don’t get your hopes up.