Kayla lost her first tooth on Saturday. It has been loose for quite a while and she could not stop wiggling it. It became quite a habit. On one hand I'm glad it's gone. I have never been a fan of loose, dangling teeth. Ask any 4th grader I ever taught. It's a little different when it is your own child, but not much. But on the other hand, losing a tooth means she is growing up. I have tried to convince her not to have a birthday this year and to just stay 5 forever. She didn't go for that idea. I guess I will just have to accept that my little girl is growing up. Now we wait for loose tooth #2 to fall out. Fortunately for me it is barely loose so I won't have to look at it dangling there for a little while longer.
Macy had a special prayer the night after the tooth fell out.
"Dear Jesus, thank you that my teeth have lots of glue on them so that they don't fall out like Kayla's."
Gotta love 3-year-olds!
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