Samantha lost another tooth yesterday. I think that makes 8 or 9. It still doesn’t get any easier, and there are many tears shed before/during/after it comes out. You can see the hole really well in the following picture.
In other news, she turned 7 years old last week. My how time flies. She is a goofy girl, with loads of wisdom for her age. She is bright, caring, eager, and friendly. She never meets a stranger, and she deeply loves her sister. She loves to read, draw, and make crafts.
We had very small gathering of friends at the movie, then went out for milkshakes afterwards.
She had to share her actual birthday with the school’s Fall Festival, so it was very simple. We were glad that Nana could share it with us too!
I can’t imagine this place without her. Her teacher this year calls her “rare.” I think that just about sums it up.
