Lost, but not LOST lost. Thank goodness. Zach's first tooth fell out in the bus line waiting to come home from school today – right onto the floor. Where he quickly found it and stored it in his backpack. He came running off the bus, saying (both excited and nervous): "I lost my tooth in the bus line! I lost my tooth in the bus line!" He alternated between big smiles and near tears as he got used to the idea… but after an afternoon of adjustment, a phone call to Dad, and a celebratory trip to Dairy Queen (where he insisted on ordering for everyone), he proclaimed tonight, "I think I look bigger today." I agree – and I feel older today, having a kid who's lost a tooth. (Pictures – CLOSE UP at Zach's request – to come when I'm not so tired and the camera is not all the way upstairs.)
*oh, and if you want to read a cute book about losing a tooth – One Morning in Maine by Robert McCloskey.*
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