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.



I know you warned me, but ooooooooh teeth. lol
This post gave me a nightmare in which my daughter lost a tooth but when I looked in her mouth, there was also a weird shrivelled hard brown tooth thing in the same hole. Someone else had to pull it out because I was too appalled.