The night before I left for Seattle, Dizzle realized that she had a loose tooth. She was so excited. All I kept hearing was, "I CANNOT BELIEVE I HAVE MY FIRST LOOSE TOOTH!" Over and over again.
But that excitement was nothing compared to what is going on right now. Because at 5:30 p.m., Dizzle lost her FIRST tooth.
She is so proud. And incredibly adorable, if I do say so myself ...
(Note: We do realize that the gap between her front teeth is nearly as large as the gap made my the missing tooth. We think of it as "room to grow.")