Just when we thought Evie might go off to the second grade with all of her baby teeth, one started to wiggle, then another and another. In all, three were wiggly in our family pictures. I told her that she needed to keep them until the pictures were taken. Well, an entire month and a half later, she finally lost one! We had just handed the kids off to grandma and grandpa Seibert for a week of "Grandma Camp". They took the kids to Sauder's for a fun fiddling day and some exploring. While Evie was on the train, the tooth wiggled right out.
Mr. Train Engineer, you need to drive a little slower if you are knocking a kid's tooth out!
Mr. Train Engineer, you need to drive a little slower if you are knocking a kid's tooth out!
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