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The first tooth fell out Friday evening around 7pm.
She pulled out the second one by herself Saturday morning around 11am. (out of fear that her Uncle Ed, the "expert" tooth puller, so named by his 26 year old daughter, was going to get his dental-floss and lasso the loose varmint.)
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Hurray! I trust the tooth remembered to pay for both teeth...
Posted by: Sandy | November 15, 2009 at 03:39 PM
awwww i love that phase. She is still a cutie...and now she is a rich cutie... lol
Posted by: caroline | November 15, 2009 at 03:48 PM
Say hello to the tooth fairy for me! heh heh
Posted by: Mal | November 15, 2009 at 03:54 PM
Good thing she didn't know I would have given her more. ha ha ha
Posted by: Pamela | November 15, 2009 at 11:50 PM
Very exciting!
Posted by: angela | November 16, 2009 at 09:27 AM
Bless! I remember my first one falling ot!
Posted by: johng | November 16, 2009 at 01:33 PM
This is always such a big step for kids! And a cute stage too:)
Posted by: Far Side of Fifty | November 18, 2009 at 07:53 AM
We have twins! Dova lost her two front teeth over the summer and there's been no sign of permanents yet. Guess we'll be writing the same letter!
Posted by: Angela at mommy bytes | November 18, 2009 at 11:40 AM
Just in time for the Christmas cards.
Posted by: Kila | November 19, 2009 at 08:37 PM
Too cute. I had an uncle tooth puller, too, so I can totally relate!
Posted by: tracey | November 21, 2009 at 08:26 AM
Let me guess: "Her two front teef?"
Happy Gobble Gobble Day to you and yours.
Posted by: Swampy | November 25, 2009 at 06:33 AM