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My boy...

My sweet little, 6 year old first grader came home all proud and ecstatic the other day...

He lost his first tooth at school!! "Mom, it crunched, so I just pulled it out!"

He was carrying a cute little "tooth necklace" that kept his tooth safe and sound until we could get it ready for the Toothfairy.

My gap toothed baby is growing up much too fast for my liking...and judging by the amount of loose teeth in his mouth, I think it's gonna be more than just the two front ones that he'll want for Christmas!

Seriously...dude's gonna have some serious gap-age goin' on in that mouth pretty soon!


  1. Adorable! Hope the tooth fairy hooks him up good!!

  2. Aww! He's adorable! My four year old has recently become infatuated with losing his teeth and the tooth fairy..! He's looking forward to it and I'm dreading it!

  3. There is NOTHING cuter than a little boy who is missing some teeth! My 6 year old is currently growing in the front four (two on top and two on bottom) and has another one ready to come out any day. Those gappy smiles are the best!

  4. I love the "toothless wonder" stage :)
    Though with both my kids those pesky big teeth came in really fast. Emmy lost her 2 middle bottom teeth within a week of each other and not a month later the big teeth were as big as the baby teeth. (But I wasn't ready for her to start loosing teeth 3 months after she turned 5 anyway)

    Enjoy the gap as long as it lasts ;)

  5. Congrats little guy! That's so exciting for kids. There was a time when Morgan looked like someone threw a fistful of rocks at her - she had 4 random teeth missing at once.

  6. OMG the word "crunch" just gave me goosebumps. Blahhhh teeth falling out just makes me shiver lol!

    But how exciting! I have no idea how I'm going to handle the teeth thing when my boys get that age!


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