Rite of Passage

A tooth fell out and left a space 

So big my tongue can touch my face. 

And every time I smile, I show 

A space where something used to grow. 

I miss my tooth as you may guess, 

But then, I have to brush one less. 

(Author Unknown)

Frankie was at Aunt Hilary's house for a sleepover when the tooth came (was gently forced?) out. I think it was extra special for her sharing this experience with all her cousins. Our little pumpkin!