Then the rest of the conversation went like this:
Me: Wow, really? That means your going to get a grown up tooth like me.
Dylann: But I don't want to have a baby.
Me: What?
Dylann: If I get grown-up teeth then I have to go to the hostible (hospital) and have the doctor take a baby out of my belly.
Me: No, no, honey. Getting grown-up teeth doesn't mean you're going to have a baby.
Dylann: First I have to find my prince, then have a wedding, and then I get a baby?
Me: Yes, if you want. But not until you're very old!
Me: Wow, really? That means your going to get a grown up tooth like me.
Dylann: But I don't want to have a baby.
Me: What?
Dylann: If I get grown-up teeth then I have to go to the hostible (hospital) and have the doctor take a baby out of my belly.
Me: No, no, honey. Getting grown-up teeth doesn't mean you're going to have a baby.
Dylann: First I have to find my prince, then have a wedding, and then I get a baby?
Me: Yes, if you want. But not until you're very old!
Dylann at 8 months old showing us her toothy grin
While I'm excited for her, a part of me is incredibly sad. My baby girl, now almost 5, is going to loose her 1st tooth!
1 comments:
omg - loving that picture of baby Dylann. I totally remember those outer teeth coming in first -- "but what if those ARE her two middle teeth?!"
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