What is it about a lost tooth that is so bittersweet to a mother? It's so exciting for the child. Such a step toward growing up, not to mention the excitement of knowing that a little token will be left under their pillow (if the Tooth Fairy remembers, which around here is always the BIG question.)
Yet I always have a pang of sadness, holding that little tooth in my hand, remembering the tears and sleepless nights which brought it in the first place. I have a confession to make: I have never thrown away any of my children's lost teeth. I have a little baggie in the drawer next to my bed, which contains every tooth lost by a H. child. I don't know why. I am not a pack rat...even donated my wedding dress! But I just can't part with those little teeth!
Lillian has lost 3 teeth in the past month and has another currently dangling. She is so proud. She now reads chapter books and has lost almost as many teeth as Gretchen. Ahhh, growing up! It's so wonderful. And so sad.