Twenty.

My girl has twenty teeth...10 on the top and ten on the bottom.  And...no cavities!  If you have been lucky enough to be in her presence over this last week, I am sure you are aware of her visit to the dentist because she has been telling everyone that she has no cavities!

She was super brave...looks like we turned a corner on being brave...finally!  We tried going to the dentist last year...failed.  This year, my big five-year-old rocked the dental chair like no other...

Although I do have to say one thing saddened me about our visit...the dental hygienist asked if she had any loose teeth.  What????  Loose teeth?  I am so not ready for that.  I am not ready for grown up teeth...or grown up anything for that matter.  Hang in there baby teeth, hang in there!