It seems like I'm going to have to put fresh sheets on the spare room bed for that Tooth Fairy since she's spending so much time here lately. Sheesh ~ that girl must be going broke.
This time it was Stephanie's turn to lose a tooth. You can barely tell when she smiles, though because it's not front and center.
These pictures were after dance on Monday. The telephoto lens was on Greg's camera and I was too lazy to change it. Stephanie was getting irritated with me. I'm sparing her the embarrassment of some of the shots I got. Then Greg says, "Use the flash, dork." Ok, maybe not the *dork* part. Then I say, 'No, no, it's better without." Now I don't know.
Well, maybe just one. This is the sass I got when I told her to smile big so I could see the hole.