And so, this is a first for Kristine. One of her teeth has fallen out. It was not painful but more of a normal expected thing for her. When it was during my time, all I could ever remember was the ickiness of it all and the metallic taste of my blood.
|There you go, one small teeth.|
And she kept asking about the Tooth Fairy, of all things
|Well, at least she can use the straw creatively now.|