The first tooth down

A few months ago while flossing Stasa's teeth, we noticed what we initially thought was a second row of teeth coming in. Yeah, you might think that's something that only sharks have, but apparently Tom was part shark as a kid and he had rows of teeth seedlings in his mouth. We've always joked that Stasa is a shark since she got her first tooth at four months and then had a mouthful before all of the other kids.

The second row of teeth turned out to be a single adult tooth - all jagged at the top and HUGE compared to her baby teeth. Her two bottom teeth started to get wiggly and loose and we started checking on the loose teeth every night. Finally one night she was talking and her one bottom tooth looked higher than all of the others. I asked to check it and sure enough it was hanging on by a thread. She sat in Tom's lap and I gave it a teeny tug and out it came. She was AMAZED and so happy and couldn't stop looking at her new smile.

I dug out my old tooth pillow from my childhood and had her place the little tooth in it and then under her pillow. Before bed she put her ear against the tooth fairy's door to make sure she could hear her in there. LOL

The tooth fairy did not disappoint and when Stasa woke up she plunged her hand under her pillow and pulled out two new dimes. She was so proud of those new dimes and kept them with her all day - even at school, though we did warn her that she might lose them. I'm pretty sure she kept them in her sweaty fist all day. As soon as she was home we had her put them in her jar to put towards the Hello Kitty she's saving up for. Tom and I were both a bit wistful for our little baby Stasa. Not a week goes by that we don't look at each other and mention how grown up she's getting. Stasa on the other hand can't wait to grow up even more. She's already counting down to her sixth birthday. Slow down, little girl. Enjoy being five.