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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.*