Oh, he's a happy boy this morning.
He's been waiting and waiting for this top tooth to fall out so that he can have his name added to The Chart in his class at school.
This morning after a breakfast of Raisin Bran Crunch combined with Smart Start, he was on his way up the stairs to brush his teeth and get dressed.
Halfway up he stopped and said "Hey, Mom, guess what. I lost my tooth!"
I didn't believe him at first – he likes to play little jokes like this – but he smiled and showed me his new cerealy gap-toothed look and yep, he lost the tooth. Finally!
I told him to go brush his teeth so I could take a picture – or two or ten.
And so here we are. Another little milestone – the first of the top front teeth is gone. The other one is wiggly, too, so eventually he'll have that lovely fang look kids his age get.
Hee hee hee. I love this stuff.