It was a momentous day yesterday. My baby girl lost her first tooth. It had been loose for a couple of weeks but I figured we had plenty of time before the big day. Well, yesterday during snack time she kept saying "Mommy, feel my tooth." She would go around the table and ask everyone to "feel her tooth." I tried to explain that we didn't need every one's germy hands in her mouth. Finally I agreed to put my finger in her mouth and give it a little wiggle. When she opened her mouth I gasped. (I have a queasy stomach.) It was just hanging there. Yikes. My oldest said "Lean over I will pull it out." Before I even had a chance to protest, Nature Girl had Little Mama's tooth in her hand!! I was stunned for a couple of different reasons. First and foremost that Nature Girl was just willing to put her hand in her sister's mouth and yank away. Second, because that means my baby girl is growing up. I don't think anything prepares a parent for the inevitable growth of their children. No matter how many teeth have been lost . . .
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