What do you call it when your last baby loses her first tooth - is it the end, or the beginning.
Well, Emma lost her first tooth this weekend. She was so excited in June when the dentist told her she had some wiggly teeth. For the last week or so, it had been pretty wiggly and on Thursday she started complaining that it made it tough for her to eat. I knew it was coming out soon - and it did on Friday at of all places, the baseball field.
So, we tucked it away and left it for the tooth fairy who left her shiny gifts in exchange!
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Congrats Emma! I don't think I'm ready for this milestone... luckily I'm a few years off.
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