Finally toothless

Saturday at the Big Night I had to pull Ainsley's first top front tooth, then yesterday the other nearly fell out itself. She's handling it well. She nursed those teeth forever, I thought they'd never come out. First person she had to tell was Mason. He'd lost his first upper too, on Friday. We called left a message. When he called back, he said "cool" when she told him. (That was her first phone call from a boy... ahhh). Next is Mrs Peggy, and Mrs Joy.