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Well, we've reached another milestone! This morning while getting ready for work, Anabelle called for Mike and I upset and crying in the living room. When asked what was wrong, she said her tooth hurt. After a few long minutes of convincing her to let me actually look at the tooth (and a quick touch of the tooth), I was able to diagnose a loose tooth! How exciting, right? Wrong. If you know Anabelle, you know how dramatic everything can be. So out came the following questions along with a lot of whining and crying about the uncertainty of not having a tooth and all the pain it was causing.

What if it comes out in school? Should I go see the nurse?

What if I swallow it?

What if I look ugly with no tooth?

Will it fall out or do I need to pull it out? 

Will the tooth fairy come visit? I'm a little scared of the tooth fairy.

Updates to follow on the saga of the loose tooth! Stay tuned...