There was the initial excitement, then shock, then she started "feeling weak", she lost her color and had to lay down on the couch. Next there was the crying, and me trying to remind her that this is exciting, and now the tooth fairy is coming, and how 'bout we go to DQ for a blizzard. The crying subsides. This was a 45 minute process. 19 more times.....oh heavens!
Today, she can't get enough of herself in the mirror and saying "mommy look" followed by a tilt of the head and a sweet toothless smile.
2 comments:
Cute picture! They grow up so fast - hope the next ones aren't so traumatic. :-)
So does the tooth fairy come to your house? And is she as cheap as the one who comes to our house?
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