Tuesday, October 7, 2008
Growing Up
So, my baby lost her first tooth. My baby lost her first tooth. My baby. Ordinarily, I am not one to become weepy and nostalgic over things like this. I readily confess that I don't remember at what exact age they all walked, crawled, or talked, but for some reason I can't explain, this tooth loss affected me. Why? I was excited when the twins lost their first tooth. Is it all wrapped up in the whole kindergarten madness I'm going through? It is just so unlike me, it confounds me. Anyone else out there experiencing this sort of thing? What was it for you?
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