A few weeks before we left Colorado, Gracie was tearing a tag off a new shirt with her teeth. It resulted in her first wiggly tooth. It didn't come out for nearly a month after that, but she was convinced she would lose it that day. The morning it came loose, she said, "Mom, I'm not going to wiggle my tooth too much, I'll just let it fall out when it is ready." She came home after school asking why we couldn't just yank it out right then. She was so anxious to get a tooth necklace. Her amazing Kindergarten teacher sent one with her on her last day of school, and the day it came out she retrieved it from her backpack :).
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