Today

Annabelle lost her 5th tooth.  For 2 days she has been anxiously waiting.  Last night she was so bummed when it didn't come out before bed.  I had to call it quits on the pulling and twisting which was preventing her from falling asleep.  And tonight she was doing everything SHE could to get it out but she was scared to have anyone else pull it.  And again, she cried when we told her it was time for bed and the tooth hadn't yet come out.  We then told her one more time that if she let Dad try, it would, without a doubt come out.  So she mustered up all her courage and agreed.  And with that, her siblings became her moral supporters and her cheering squad.  Bennett kept repeating, "it's okay.  Brother's here." and Eliza was chanting, "go Annabelle!".   And with a twist and tug or two, the tooth was out.   She cried tears of joys (literally) and we all celebrated with her.  Ahhh...the little things.  Wish I had gotten a picture of Darrin pulling, Bennett hugging, and Eliza standing to the side with her arm up in the air, chanting.  But I was feeding a certain precious baby.  But here is a picture of after.  Proud Annabelle and her biggest fans (minus 2)!