Our Very Own Shane MacGowan
Madison lost one of her top front teeth last night, I should say she lost the other one, so that makes four down in total so far - center pair, top and bottom. The bottom ones have come back in, nice little bumpy ridgeline on the enamel, reflecting their "grown up" status. No sign yet of either top, so we've got a very distinct gap-toothed look going here for the foreseeable future, and a slightly lispy delivery as our 7-year-old gets used to annunciating through the new terrain.
It's been about a year since that first wiggler emerged, and escaped and we've celebrated all of these in slightly different ways. This particular tooth was loose for several weeks, a source of renewed interest and fascination for about the last day or so. By the time I got home last night it was hanging on by a thread, Madison pushing and pulling it further and further in unnatural directions. Ultimately she used a tissue to get a decent grip and yanked it out on her own.
Before going to bed, she took it upon herself to produce a sign intended to help direct an expected visitor, and hung it on the wall above her bed, in the vicinity of her pillows.
It served its purpose, but we may leave it up there for a while.