is my two front teeth!

Zoe lost her other upper front tooth tonight. I noticed, much to my disgust, that it was hanging a little off to the side.

After supper tonight, Mark started to pull it and I heard the screams and intervened.

So, when I laid down after baking, Mark got the boys’ and Zoe ready for bed and apparently he pulled it then. It must have not been too bad because she didn’t wake me up (of course, I don’t think a freight train could’ve gotten me awake!).

I’ll try and get a picture soon, but honestly, I think we’ll have one at some point since Christmas is so close!