This sweet girl turned seven last Monday. Doesn't she look like an old kid? We had three celebrations due to different people being in town and different friends being able to come over other days, but it was just our own family on her actual birthday, which was perfect.I guess to celebrate being seven, she has been losing teeth like nobody's business. Her first one was loose for months, and she wouldn't let anyone touch it. Finally it was so loose she could turn it all the way around in her mouth, but it still was not out. My parents were in town at that point, and one morning we all went out for breakfast. Emma spent a good chunk of the meal crying about her tooth, unable to eat, yet still unwilling to let anyone get near it. I was starting to worry that this whole business of losing teeth might be more drama than it was worth. Luckily, that afternoon she was sitting on the couch, absentmindedly moving at around with her tongue, and it just fell out! I think she was surprised at how easy and painless it was. By then she had two more loose teeth, one of which just popped out Friday morning while she was brushing her teeth, completely drama-free. Hurray!
I had been planning to make little tooth pillows for all my kids, but when I mentioned that to Emma last summer, she said she wanted to make one herself. Even though I was the teeniest bit sad that I didn't get to do it, I let her pick out the fabric, plan the design, and sew it all herself (well, I helped stitch on the little heart pocket). So, when that first tooth finally fell out, there was a sweet little pillow already waiting for it. (For some reason, this picture is showing up sideways and I can't for the life of me figure out why. I'm not going to spend any more time on it, so just tilt your head a little and you'll be good.)