Thursday: I'm getting several questions from Kate, "Mom, when did you start losing your teeth?" "How old were you when you lost your first tooth..." "Mom, so how old were you again?"
"Kate, why are you asking me all these questions? You'll have plenty of time to loose your teeth... Just be patient!"

Thursday: "Mom, I have a loose tooth!"
Friday morning: After breakfast (and a little encouragement from the wiggle monster, KATE!)
One Tooth OUT! Look Out Tooth Fairy! I am waiting for you!!
Kate sneaking a peak at her new chicklets. She got annoyed with me taking pictures.... so I tried to be super stealth- I couldn't resist sneaking in this shot while she was distracted.
Saturday Morning: Tooth Fairy Came....
Sunday (at Birthday party at Grandma's House): Kate confessess on the carride home that she heard Gramma Goose and Aunt Brooke talking about what a "BIG GIRL" Kate is now that she's lost her first tooth. "See, mom. I TOLD ya!" (Like this softens the blow.)
*We are now doing routine checks to all her teeth to see which one will pop out next. (I confess, this obsession comes from her mother. I wiggled every tooth out of my cute little mouth so I could have braces by 3rd grade. Off by 6th- best looking teeth at Farmington Jr. High School, hands down!)