She lost a tooth!

Emery and I spent the night at my Dad's on Friday night. We were hanging out in the back yard with him on his glider. I was laying down with my head on Dad's lap, and Emery was sitting on my stomach. She had a piece of tooth floss around her tooth wiggling it..... and pop, and plop, something fell on my chest. "What was that?" She stuck her little finger in her mouth and screamed, "IT WAS MY TOOTH!". So cute!