So a discussion took place as to whether or not I was a bit odd for keeping them....I was also told that there were 2 in a little pot on the kitchen windowsill (and who says men never notice anything!!).
I won't be getting rid of these I shall pop them in to the big boys memory box - as I told my husband "I made them!!" My body made those teeth, that chewed those first bits of bread, and bit their brothers faces (Alex!!). Also this note...I remember him coming out of school devastated aged 7...his tooth had got lost in the cloakroom...so he sat down and wrote this note for the tooth fairy. Makes me a little sad that all that innocence has gone!! I have a friend who has the crinkled up rotted umbilicus that dropped off her newborn, so teeth don't seem quite so strange!! (for the record I would have kept the umbilicus too but was told NO WAY!!)