Sniff

The ringlets, baby fat, and baby talk are long, long gone, but today Doodle lost the last physical reminder of her babyhood: her 20th baby tooth. (Doodle may be a petite 10 year old, but she has the mouth of a 12-year-old, according to the dental authorities.) This pesky molar has stalled Doodle's orthodontia plan for several months, and while it was wiggly, it wasn't quite ready to come out yet. However, the adult tooth wanted to make its appearance and put pressure on the gums, leading to an abscess. After waiting about a week for the antibiotics to do their job, today the dentist pulled baby tooth #20, to keep the abscess from coming back. Doodle was very brave even though the tooth didn't stop bleeding for some time. In a few minutes, I will put a note from the Tooth Fairy and an extra special amount of money under her pillow.