So, this happened today:
And as much as I wish I could say it was a wiggly tooth, a bite of apple and a shocked “MOM!”, really it was a kiss at the door when she came home from the dentist with a droopy lip and her teeth clutched in her fist. “Good news: I’m not a shark anymore. Bad news: that was a little scary.” *
* Good news/bad news is something i do all the time and drives Tom crazy, and it cracks me up that Ella has picked it up. He is so outnumbered.