At 10:30 am yesterday morning, R2 tells me her tooth hurts. I take a look. Do I see a barely perceptible wiggle? Yes. I do. She says to C2, "Boy, this means I'm growing up." She's thrilled! I'm thinking I have several days to prepare my heart and don my fairy wings.
At 6:30 pm this evening, that tooth popped out! "Mom, I'm growing up!" She's thrilled! I'm wearing my fairy wings. But I think I'm gonna cry.
Seriously.
1 comment:
Ahhh...That first tooth is such a giant milestone...for her and for you. Have fun playing fairy for a few years!
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