Quicker than we expected, Hannah woke us all up this morning with a shout:
My tooth's fallen out!
Ruth legged it into her bedroom, half expecting blood to be squirting out, or to find out that Hannah had swallowed it in her sleep (and you just know that she's going to want her tooth when it comes out the other end...)
Thankfully, none of that happened - Hannah was lying there calmly holding the tooth in her hand, and happily saying that it hadn't hurt when it came out. She's now got the 'cute-gap' look, and we've all been having great fun making her say words containing the letter 's'.