Nathan is shy one tooth as of this morning.
A week ago, Katie noticed that one of Nathan’s lower incisors (those front teeth) was wobbly. Then a day or so ago, the one next to it got loose. Then the second one surpassed the first in terms of looseness (is that a word?) to the point where it had actually shifted over into the space reserved for the first.
This morning, I tried shifting it around and realized just how loose it was. So I grabbed it with my two fingertips and popped it out. It didn’t bleed and Nathan didn’t even cry. That’s how ready it was.
I just don’t want him to grow up. I’m so not ready for this.