Watched some Strawberry Shortcake with these guys:
and eventually got Breanne home from school. After some play, the girls opted for a snack and got themselves some apples. A little back story--last week, I discovered that Breanne's front bottom tooth was loose, and upon further investigation, realized that her permanent tooth was already coming in behind it.
A girl one tooth down. Love this girl.
Also, I'm proud that I didn't cry. This girl is killing me with all her growing up--I'm supposed to never cry at anything, and yet I find myself tearing up all over the place when she does the next big thing. When did I become that mom?