Ever since Olivia had to get her two front teeth pulled Owen has been most upset about being the LAST person to lose a tooth. He has come home from school talking about how EVERYONE has lost a tooth but him and no matter how often we assured him he would, in fact, lose a tooth soon he remained unconvinced. He has whined and cried and sobbed and generally bemoaned his no-lost-teeth state of being for months.
But then tonight a veritable miracle happened (albeit a miracle in Owen's eyes only). His tooth FINALLY fell out... with a little help from daddy since it has been lose and hanging on by a thread (so to speak) for days now.
Owen insisted I take a picture right away so he could see what his mouth looked like without that tooth so here is Owen in all his "I lost my first tooth" glory...
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