Hey, you lost your first tooth. Actually teeth. In your true overachiever fashion, you lost two teeth at once. You were chewing on a chocolate milk box and out they came. You didn't like that story and started fashioning a more dramatic one. When Mom came home you explained how you fell and then your teeth came out. You omitted the milk box part.
I explained the tooth fairy would be visiting you. You said that you "weren't that stupid" and knew it was me and Mom. I said "don't be so sure."
You want to bring the teeth in to "share" at school tomorrow.