She was so excited and it feels like such a milestone. Before we know it she’ll have huge adult teeth awkwardly filling her mouth, maybe some glasses and braces and a bad haircut. It marks the chipping away of childhood, gradually losing tiny white pieces of her babyhood as time relentlessly marches on.
(I might be a tad hormonal this week.)
When I lost my first tooth, the tooth fairy left a five dollar bill under my pillow and I remember my dad explaining that she must not have had change. So last night I crept into her room, slipped a fiver under her head and told her the same thing when she woke up.
What do you give your kids for their lost teeth? I don’t even know what the going rate is! (I sure don’t plan on giving five bucks each time, but thought it was a neat little memory to pass along to the next generation.)