When I was a young girl I had the most crooked teeth ever.
I remember my Grandad B. always called me "ole snaggle tooth".
I was a giggle box as well. Always, always laughing it seems.
I never was offended by his nickname for me.
I just giggled when he called me that.
He always said it in the most loving way.
As the years went by and my adult teeth started growing in
I got braces and I no longer had snaggled teeth.
I do worry about my own kid's teeth and wonder if they are doomed
for braces and multiple tooth-pullings as their mouths mature.
I especially worry with Marcail because she already seems
to have some crowding in her teeth.
However, just last night she lost her very first loose tooth.
She has some room now. Ha. Ha.
It was a great "first" and we are all excited for Marcail!
When we first discovered her loose tooth I was so excited
but also kind of sad. This means that she's slowly going to
start looking even more grown up and not so much a toddler anymore.
My baby is growing up!
Naomi liked to wiggle Marcail's tooth!
The missing tooth!
The tooth fairy visited Marcail last night and brought her