This morning while eating corn pops for breakfast, Rockstar discovered that her front bottom tooth was very loose. It had been loosening for a few days now. She first discovered it hurting at breakfast on Thursday morning. I encouraged Rockstar to wiggle it back and forth and reassured her that there was little pain in pulling a tooth as loose as hers. She ran off to the mirror and within moments returned with much excitement as she held her tooth in her hand. She literally jumped, danced and sang with joy and promised to tell everyone at church tomorrow that she had lost a tooth.