the proud moment

"Hey Mommy, look at this" said my youngest daughter last week at around 3:30 in the afternoon. I was in my bedroom trying to wake up from my nap. I turned over and much to my amazement she was standing there holding her 2nd top tooth to fall out in the last month. This one, she proudly proclaimed to me, she had pulled out all by herself. I think the last one was such a traumatic experience that she was determined to pull this one out herself. She could not stop smiling for the next 24 waking hours--and I am not exaggerating.