The tooth had been wiggly for weeks. Monday morning, Harper was being fussy about changing into school clothes. I was brushing my teeth, she was in her room and supposed to be changing clothes. She came rushing in "Mama! I pulled out my tooth!"
And that tooth is so tiny when it's all on it's lonesome. (Sorry, forgot to take a pic of just the tooth!)
Interesting to remember - that was her first tooth to come in. Do they all fall out chronologically?
The Tooth Fairy delivered a silver dollar. Harper commented that Melody (in her class) got $3. "Must have been a bigger tooth." Said Harper.
Must have been, Harper, must have been.