In this pocket you will find
A teensy, tiny tooth of mine.
So while I sleep where dreams are made,
Let’s see if you can make a trade.
“MY TOOTH!! MY TOOTH!!” Catheryn squealed as she came running into the living room. In her hand she held her very first lost tooth. I have never seen a kid so excited about a gap in their mouth. Some of you might remember that I thought she would lose this tooth last weekend. It took a little longer than I expected.
After she showed everyone the gap in her mouth multiple times, her big brother asked her how she got the tooth out. “Dada pulled it out,” she replied. William, with a stunned look on his face, wanted to know how? “Easy,” she said very matter-of-factly, “he is very strong.”
Her tooth is now tucked under her pillow. She is so excited that she can’t sleep, so she keeps getting up to look at her missing tooth in the mirror. Then she comes in to show me, again. “I love my new tooth!” she keeps telling me. I know, Baby Girl. I know.