This just happens to be the week of Jilly. The girl loves attention, and she sure does get to have the spot light on her a lot this week. Saturday was her birthday party with friends, Sunday we celebrated her birthday with family, today is her first day of Preschool 4, Wednesday is her birthday, and Thursday she starts back in ballet class! This much attention just wasn’t enough for her though – she needed to add to it.
After a very traumatic (for all of us) experience of having her first loose tooth pulled by dad, we decided to let this second one take its time. Over the past week, she had started to talk about wiggling it – a conversation that would previously cause her to have a melt down – which let me know that it must be getting close to time for it to come out.
As we headed up to quiet time today, she mentioned that her tooth was bothering her. I looked and noticed it was bleeding quite a bit. (Here is where you need to know that I cannot stand loose or wiggling teeth or gaping holes where teeth one stood.) I, being the
brave obligated mom that I am, asked if she wanted me to try to pull it. She, being the stubborn independent girl she is, said that she would do it. And she did. With just two tries, that tooth came right out.
Somewhere in the excitement of trying to find my phone so she could call her dad and share the news, the tooth got lost. I thought that would cause a meltdown, but she was more than happy with the idea of writing a note to stick under her pillow.
What a little more attention for such an adorable girl!?!