Brooke's first two lost teeth were very anti-climatic. The first one she lost when we were walking out of the church one evening last march after practicing the piano. All of the sudden she turned around and said, "my tooth fell out." The next one came out while she was jumping on the trampoline at MaKenzie's house in UT this last summer. So it was a fun evening of pulling out teeth tonight. I think it helped that she had already lost a few, because she was excited about it instead of being scared. Here is the video. It was really fun!
