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This blog captures my thoughts and observations of Amelia since there are so many wonderful things I want to just bottle and enjoy. Time doesn't stop and while I will have memories, it will be nice for both her and me to have these in-the-moment snapshots of her life.

Tuesday, February 22, 2011

Horse Poop & Loose Tooth

One of the pitfalls of living in a rural area is fertilizer. I picked Amelia up from school yesterday and as we turned left we could tell the farmer had recently used some natural fertilizer. I heard Amelia sniffing in the back seat and I told her it was cow manure. She said, "It smells like horse poop!" Yep, it does. Lots of it! Then she wanted to know why cow poop and horse poop smelled the same. Ummmm .... I don't know?

Last night Amelia was brushing her teeth and said her tooth was loose. Yeah, right. I was sure she just wanted to be like a lot of the kids in her class, most of whom are up to a year older than she is. Plus, I know they just got done with a unit on healthy teeth, complete with a set of teeth that they got to brush. I humored her and sure enough, I think her bottom front tooth is loose!

This was followed by me telling her she can't be old enough yet, she is still my baby. (Yeah, right.) I got really, really sentimental. Wasn't it just last week that she first got that tooth? She was toothless for so long and then finally it popped through. It can't be leaving already!

It is just a little loose. But as I looked at her last night at bedtime, noticing how tall she is getting, how big she is, I know my little girl is just going to keep growing. sniff sniff. Time waits for no one. While I am enjoying how much more conversational she is as we talk about things and she asks really neat questions (except for the above mentioned poop one), the trade-off is losing baby things like teeth.

And another thought that occurred to me last night was how I will save that tooth and probably all the other ones. I didn't think I would, but now that we are on the eve of her losing one, I feel very sentimental about it.

To stave off some of her excitement last night once I confirmed the loose tooth I told her that losing a tooth is very painful. She looked at me disbelievingly and I said, "It sure does hurt once it comes out. Your friends didn't tell you that, did they?" They never do.


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