almost time

he's about to lose it.

my son is about to lose his first tooth. when we went to the dentist last september, the dentist had told my son he had a loose tooth. it was barely wiggly.

two weeks ago when i picked up my son from sunday school, he said, "mom i have a wiggly tooth!" his friend, j, showed my son where he had recently lost his tooth. my son wondered if he still had the wiggly tooth the dentist had mentioned. he did. it moved up to very wiggly.

every day he wiggles it trying to get it to come out. he's worried, of course, the tooth will fall out when he's asleep and he will swallow it. i did inform him of the possible blood. if my son is prepared for all that can happen, when it does happen he won't freak out. (doesn't sound like anyone i know - the officer)

my son now has his grown up tooth coming in right behind his baby tooth. doesn't that mean it should fall out soon? he came running into the front room last night saying, "my tooth is sticking straight out of my mouth!"

"what?"

"see, mom LOOK!" if you are squeamish about teeth sticking straight out of the mouth, bypass the next few pictures.


yeah - that's his tooth he's pushing down on.

i told the officer i was going to cry if he lost his tooth tonight. of course, the officer doesn't understand this.

however i know you moms out there do. he's starting to lose the last little bit of him that was "baby". once the teeth go there's nothing "baby" left. not that he's been a baby in a long time. i know.

it's just that this year has been a busy year for him. you know that first year of your child's life they are developing so much - they roll over, crawl, eat solid food, start to babble, start comprehending many things, and possibly walk. there are not as many milestones reached in a single year as first few years.

however this year it seems as if my son has hit a lot of the milestones that really let me know he is NO longer little baby!

he learned how to tie his shoes this year.

he learned how to read this past year.

he learned how to ride his bicycle.

he got his first pocketknife (i know this is not a developmental milestone, but my son was very proud of the fact that the officer thought he was old enough for it. the pocketknife was always for one of those "when you get older son" times.)

now he's on the verge of losing his first tooth. many of his friends have already done this. but, this is my son. this is his first tooth. i know some of you are thinking - okay it's only a tooth and everyone does it. i know. just being a sentimental sap.

i went through his closet yesterday and i found his "coming home from the hospital" outfit. my daughter thought it was an outfit for her baby. i always keep it hanging in the closet so that when i am going through it i will see it. it always reminds me of what a blessing it is that God has given us our son. what a blessing it is that we've had however long with him. how much our son has grown. when he came home from the hospital, the outfit swallowed him. he was only 4 lbs. 8 oz. when he was born. you can read the story about his arrival here.


so we await the loss of a tooth.