Well, too bad for her, because we didn’t. Her tooth is wrapped in a tissue, sealed in a plastic baggy. I know, I know, there goes my mother of the year award nomination, again. But maybe that’s what she gets for wiggling it at me for the last two weeks when she knows it freaks me out! Or for just having an absent-minded Mommy.

It is strange, though, because I do believe that this first tooth to vacate her mouth was also its first resident. Five years ago this month, that little tooth peeked its way through her pink, sore gums, and reminded us that our newborn was gone and was being replaced by an active, mobile baby. And now that tooth, leaving a vacant space in her beautiful smile, reminds us that our baby has been long gone, and our little girl continues to grow up.

But I’m still not touching the tooth. It really does gross me out.

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