Really?! Why?!

Ok, here I am about to whine. Feel free to close this thing down right now. I won't be offended.

My sweetest and most precious baby girl's little baby tooth had to make room for her great big grown up tooth that is well on it's way to forever change the way she looks.

Sigh.

Tear.

Don't get me wrong. There is nothing she could do to make herself any less beautiful but every major change (like a lost tooth) is a reminder that they're growing up. I can't slow it down. I can't stop it. I have to just stand by and wait for the day when I'm not the most important gal in their lives. I know that's super selfish but I love that they love me and they want to spend time with me and be near me. Really, if we are watching a movie and I'm on the couch, they are on the couch with me. If I'm on the floor, they are on the floor with me. If I'm on the couch and move to the floor or I'm on the floor and I move to the couch, they move with me and I love it.

It's hard to believe that the day will come when they'll want to hang out on weekends with their friends rather than me and Aaron, or that they'll have crushes or go on dates and to dances and it's hard to imagine that I'll let them. But I will because every mom does. Well, maybe not EVERY mom. You hear weird things in the news. They are experiences that are going to shape them and help them learn and grow and although it will break my heart, I'll let them because it's what's best for them.

Anyway, her little lost tooth is another reminder to cherish every moment, every hug, every kiss, every giggle, etc. They unfortunately won't last forever.