Today Tate came up from therapy and flashed me a smile. He was buttering me up so he could use my laptop. I caught a glimpse of a gap in his bottom teeth.
I asked where his lost tooth was. In the garbage. It’s gross. A truly lost tooth. So, yes…I went through this:
And found this:
Ahh, what I do for my kids. He is very excited, especially because Jake is so excited for him. Love it!