Last tooth

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.

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