"Losing" her first tooth...

What a day Amy had last Friday!   We've known her front tooth was never going to make it to 6 when it would naturally fall out.  Of course, I was hoping and praying that it could hold on until daddy returned.  Unfortunately we got the bad news at the end of July and visited the oral surgeon that same week.  Thankfully he said we could postpone it until after we returned from the beach.  At the time that was wonderful news as tooth pulling is one of my nightmares and I was happy to push it off a bit longer. 

Well, Friday was the day though I never told Amy it was happening.  The staff at the dr office was AMAZING dealing with her and she never even knew what was happening until it was over.  (And this wasnt even a pediatric office!).  She had quite the break down when it was done, the gas was removed and she found a hole where her tooth used to be.  Can you say hysterical?!   Danny was quick to remind me that she was coming off her "crack high" and to give her some compassion.  We made it through about an hour of these extreme emotions and then she passed out...

She improved by the minute after some sleeping and a lot of breakfast and by Friday evening, I had my girl back!!

My favorite saying of the whole ordeal came that day or the next as she stared in the mirror brushing her teeth...

"Ugh...mommy, this whole makes my mean face look meaner...errrr!"

Appears she knows how to use this loss to her advantage already!