There's something about a gappy tooth smile that gets me every time.
Colby is eight and this is ONLY the third tooth he has lost. He's taking his sweet time growing up and I'm super grateful. I'm going to miss his baby pearl teeth that will soon be replaced with ginormous tarter collecting adult ones. Sniff sniff.
Colby let Steve pull this tooth out last night. The tooth fairy came and everything.
His other front tooth is loose now as is one more bottom one. He'll be a jack-o-lantern before we know it.
Oh…and life is tough around here.
Found Saylor girl like this yesterday. And may I confess I slept about 30 minutes too because both her and Grady were asleep at the same time. Joy!
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