Or should I say TEETH! Andrew officially lost his first two this afternoon after a month of wiggly ones in front of permanent teeth that were already emerging. We called him the shark this month, but when he awoke from today's nap, we noticed a strange lisp and then the missing teef! Jon had to go on a search and rescue mission to find them under his bed (?).
This is just another whimsical reminder that our first born is growing up way too fast.