Lost Tooth

Sarah lost her first tooth this morning. When I say it's lost, it's really lost. She went to bed with it in her tiny little mouth last night and when she woke up it was gone. She probably swallowed it, but it's so small who knows. I thought she would be really upset about it, but she took it in stride. She was just so happy to lose it she didn't care.

It started wiggling about a week ago. I thought for sure the loose tooth thing would go on for weeks. With every loose tooth Andy has had it seems to take forever before it finally comes out. But hers just got looser and looser everyday until it was barely in there on Sunday night. A nice quick process. Finally something goes right.

I think this was a nice confidence booster for her. In her eyes she is always last at everything. Everybody runs faster, climbs better, does everything better than she does. All of her friends are bigger and older, even if by just a few months, she really thinks she just can't compete. For once she got to do something first. Or almost first. There is only one other child in her class at school that has lost a tooth. She is second. This time second is looking pretty good.

She may not be older, may not be faster, may not be able to ride her bike without training wheels, and that one may take a long time, but she is one of the first to lose a tooth. It's dumb luck that it happened to her, but I'll take this win. She deserves it.