Today.

Today. She lost her tooth.

It was the first one she got on the top, while we were on a long cross country trip in 2008.

Back then, we were overwhelmed with laughter when she smiled her gangly-toothed monster smile. That tooth became legend in our family after I held her in the air up against 4 famous presidents and she showed that toothy grin.

Today I think we both cried more about loosing the tooth than we did when she got it.

Today she carried my breakfast for me because she knew I had hurt my wrist.

Today I had to ice her mouth for almost an hour, tears in her curls it hurt so much.

Today she told a friend the difference between invasive and noninvasive and why her Grandpa had to protect the Bluebirds' nests by ridding it of invasive eggs.

Today I wiped chocolate off the sides of her mouth with the corner of my shirt as we ran errands. 

I remember saying last summer this age is the littlest big or the biggest little. I'm not sure.

After the tooth was out. It was all new.

She was thrilled.

I use to be so frustrated when our kids would change from hours of screaming or throwing a fit to ecstatic. It would make me crazy that they could change from bitter to thrilled so quickly without mind to what they'd put their parents through in the meantime.

But God makes all things new. She experienced that today. She is small and big and she truly felt suffering and Praise God she immediately forgot the pain and rejoiced in the new.

She said, "When the are in they seem so big, but when they are out they seem so small."

Yes.

Yes.