We were visiting some old family friends on Tuesday night. All the kids were running and playing outside. Our friends have the best yard for playing in, they even have a cargo net from a Navy ship strung between trees for playing on — super cool. The adults were sitting around the table catching up when Nori burst into the room with blood on her face. She was beaming! With a bloody smile she held out her hand and dropped a small white tooth in my hand. Apparently she was at the bottom of a pile up outside and it got knocked out. Now let me say it was loose before, we have 5 or now 4 loose teeth, but it was not close to being ready to come out... hence all the blood. She was tickled about it, because she knew she could trade it for a silver dollar.
To date, this is her third baby tooth out. The first one she wouldn't let us touch, and she ended up eating it with her dinner. The second one she pulled out herself, and now the third was taken by a knee. Who knew losing your baby teeth could be such risky business... and be such a joyful occasion!
Nori at age 1, when said tooth just came in.