Growing Up

My little girl isn't a little girl anymore.  Today, she started her first real job.  She's a dance assistant at the dance studio.  I watched her help the little ballet bears, and couldn't help remembering when she was a three-year-old in a tutu.  My, how the time flies!

As we got in the car, she made an announcement.  "Mama, I lost my last baby tooth!"

Sure enough, her last molar had popped out, and she was holding it in her hand.

So tonight is the last night the tooth fairy will be visiting my daughter.  I hope she doesn't get too emotional!