Baby Teeth

Four days before my 24th birthday, I've lost my last baby tooth.  I've been holding on to a sliver of bone between two of my back teeth, for, well, just about my whole life.  My dentist said if it didn't bother me, the tooth was no big deal, and it would probably fall out eventually.  So all week, I kind of noticed that it felt a little loose, then Friday night I ate our last bag of Potato Flyers - which are super-crunchy (see Mike's blog for more information on how these came into our life) and when it was gone I noticed the distinct soft hole in my mouth.  I must have swallowed the tooth, which I'm actually quite upset about! No tooth fairy for me!  Now if only my soft spot would close up.