Wednesday, September 12, 2007



Yesterday, after weeks of daily wigglings, my Abbie-girl lost her first tooth.

abbie tooth 2Literally.

She was outside playing and suddenly realized it fell out. With a mouthful of blood and her grimy little fist closed, she ran to the front door with pure joy on her face! In her excitement, the tooth escaped from her little clutch. For the next 10 minutes, Stephen and I helped her search frantically for the missing tooth. Abbie cried because she concluded that if the tooth wasn't found then she wouldn't be able to leave it under her pillow for the great tooth wizard (aka: Dad) to take and replace with some loot. Matt (aka: tooth wizard) assured her that with a letter of explanation left under her pillow, she still may receive loot.

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