I was literally on the phone making an appointment with her dentist, who had very sweetly offered to help when the time came, when it started bleeding and I had to just grab it. UGH. Thanks to Avery's sweet physical therapist, Eda, for helping me through it! We survived. Avery seemed to not mind at all, again. Here is my new toothless girl.
We celebrated at Shipley's Donuts with a vanilla sprinkle donut.
Isn't that how you celebrate losing a tooth?
Maybe mommy can chill out a little more now that we got a big one out of the way... but then again, probably not.