Tooth lost

After several weeks of waiting and wiggling, Claire has lost her first tooth yesterday. We were running around town delivering May Baskets to our friends, she was chewing a Tootsie Roll and said "I think a piece of my tooth broke off".  Dad looks back at the tooth in her hand and says "Claire, that is your tooth".  She was happy to finally have that tooth out.  She put the tooth in her little tooth-chest, and the tooth fairy brought her a $2 bill last night.  She awoke early and came running to our room, full of excitement that the fairy had come.  Now she says she's one-part-grown-up.