Our firstborn has always been a tad neurotic, a definite type-A and quick to cover ALL her bases, including, but not limited to, leaving directional signs for the tooth fairy.
She lost her second tooth last night. I realize this news is about as exciting as watching paint dry and just to reassure you, I will not be documenting every missing chopper.
Really, I promise.
And yes, she is sleeping in her swimsuit. We choose our battles.