The tooth fairy visited JOE

At the ripe age of 7 1/2 years Joe lost his first tooth.  It was loose for what felt like forever.  Then on New Years Day I looked and it was barely hanging in there.  I asked him if he wanted me to hank it out.  He siad yes.  So with one teeny little pull it was out.  Of course it bled but very minimal.  He is the one that freaks out at the sight of blood and requires a band-aid even if there is no blood if he gets cuts.  So considering that, he did OK with it.  Afterwards he asked why he felt sick.  Silly, silly boy!  He would't finish eating because he was "sick" afterwards...all over the sight of a little blood.