While Randall and I were at the movies last night, I get this crazy text message from my mom saying, " Jenna's tooth came out. She cried a little bit but all is well." It's a milestone that every child looks forward to and every mother dreads. It means that their child is growing up, and I wasn't there to see it. I guess I am glad, I hated having my teeth pulled and the thought of pulling Jenna's makes me feel sick. But she is super excited to have lost her first tooth.