My oldest lost his first tooth yessterday. It had been loose for a couple of days and he was scared to have me pull it out. I ended up bribing him with a little car and he let me pull his tooth. Realizing that it really didn't hurt, he laughed when I showed him the tooth.
I love being there for the important moments. I missed it when he rolled over - hubby called to let me know, but I was really sad that I missed it. I just love the fact that I have a job that enables me to be home for most of their moments.