One afternoon she asked me if her tooth was wiggly and I SWEAR it wasn't. One string cheese later and her tooth was bleeding and wiggly. That tooth fairy was visiting her pillow 2 nights later. In fact, she "lost her tooth" at around 5 am the next morning. I have a feeling she was laying in bed wiggling it until it came out, which sparked much excitement at 5am.
She's so adorable now, talking with a tiny lisp because of the missing tooth and diligently wiggling any tooth that just might have a little give in it. I have a feeling she'll be yanking them out and catching up with her sister before we know it.
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