This puppy has been hanging on for months. In fact, I'm pretty sure we thought it would be gone before Christmas.
Finally, he lost it today. Easter. There was some drama but he's fine.
And I'm the mother of a boy with no front teeth.
How'd that happen?
He grows and feels strong, indepedent. I see glimpses of the young man he will be and wonder how the time flew by so quickly.
I'm so proud of him.