I am feeling rather melancholy as we experienced yet another last "first" in our house tonight.
Tonight Grace lost her first tooth. It is the last time we will have a child lose a first tooth in our house. It is a small thing, but life is made up on small things and so it feels like a big thing. And I tend to make big things out of small things, so there's that.
The tooth had been loose for a week. I was relieved at the wiggling because Grace already had two big teeth coming in behind her baby teeth on the bottom. She had two rows of teeth! My little shark girl. It was time a few started to loosen. At first, the thought of losing a tooth terrified Grace. Then she remembered the Tooth Fairy and that helped a bit. But still, would it hurt?
It turns out the tooth just popped out as she was wiggling it with her tongue. No pain whatsoever. Perfect!
Grace immediately went to work on her Tooth Fairy envelope. Yes, the Tooth Fairy is rather lazy around these parts and instead of leaving the tooth under a pillow it is put in and envelop on and hung on a door where the Tooth Fairy leaves the money. Genius. And lazy. Whatever.
Gracie decorated her envelope and was so excited to tape it to her door.
I hope the fairy can find some glitter to leave at the door so that Grace can see traces of the magic left behind.
Yes. Another last first. Our baby took yet another step away from babyhood. And meanwhile, I'm holding on for dear life.