For months now, Madeline has been jealous of all of her toothless, lisping classmates. Her teeth came in quite late so it stands to reason that she would lose them later as well. She started declaring upper and lower teeth "wiggly" while in Kindergarten, when there was not even a slight movement in ANY tooth. Now, Madeline is not a child with a high tolerance for pain and has been know to run from her Oral Surgeon father when he makes an effort to even LOOK at her teeth. Therefore, the process of losing her first tooth has been a long one. And when I say long; I mean like 6 months. She would give this tiny bottom tooth approximately one slight nudge per day. She was not motivated by the Tooth Fairy's illustrious rewards. Even the aforementioned jealousy of the en vogue first grade look could not motivate this child to get this tooth out one second earlier than she deemed reasonable. So we have been waiting for the big day for months.

Finally on Friday, that day came. Girlfriend lost her tooth. AT SCHOOL. Now, of course I would have liked to have been present for the blessed event, however losing your tooth at school is akin to having your birthday fall on a school day. A BIG deal. My newly toothless darling was transported to the nurse where a big deal was made of her new grin. She was given a special tooth holder to wear around her neck (and presumably to house the little guy until the Tooth Fairy recovered it from under her pillow). Everyone was looking at the gloriously empty spot where her tooth had been. What fun. Apparently losing your first (0r any) tooth at school is like being queen for a day. That evening, we went to Madeline's school for movie night. Again, this is a big deal. Candy, pajamas, friends, pillows and sleeping bags. Really, really good stuff. This was one of those days where Madeline was overcome and declared that Friday, February 26, 2010 had been one of the BEST DAYS EVER.