The day that Georgia lost her first tooth was not nearly as traumatic as the day that she came home a month earlier reporting that it was loose. WHAT?! Talk about no need for further evidence that your firstborn is growing up. I wasn't ready for that news, but you roll with it, right?
I should clarify - I was talking about myself, obviously. None of the above was traumatic to Georgia. It was all 1000% exciting. Exciting for the tooth to be loose. Triple exciting to check the mail everyday for her special tooth pillow that she picked out and then anxiously awaited like it was a secret decoder ring. Infinity exciting to have the tooth fall out in the parking lot of Chipotle on the first day of Spring Break and then be awarded a free kid's meal on account of such good fortune.
As you'll see from the pictures, Georgia negotiated a deal with the tooth fairy who kindly left her $1.00 in quarters, two of which, much to her delight, were Georgia quarters.
Showing off for her sister.
Okay, I have to throw in this picture of June who insisted at the time
that I take it. Amidst me searching the pavement for the tooth, Waylon
managed to scratch June pretty hard. I'm sparing you the
fresh-out-of-Georgia'-mouth bloody gap pictures, but suffice it to say that
for a few minutes there it appeared as though the children had been in a
What follows is actually the "Before" photo, taken when the tooth first became loose. Georgia was already sporting a pretty big gap before the tooth fell out.
This last shot is for Georgia, who wanted me to photograph the tooth, and my friend Susan, who apparently likes seeing teeth and will therefore be glad that I did. Ewwww. You're welcome.
This felt like a big milestone for both parents and child! And the next tooth is already loose...
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