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Ruthie lost another tooth this week, and I think it’s her last one.
She walked around the house for a couple days with a washcloth in hand, using it to give her traction as she wiggled and pulled on that stubborn tooth.
It finally came out at a friend’s house.
I gave pause to this milestone. Briefly.
But any sentiment I may feel toward the passing days is quickly overshadowed by the fact my kids can make their own breakfast when they wake up in the morning.