Donovan lost his first tooth yesterday. We were driving in the van, headed to Warrick’s Hobby Superstore, and, while on I-95, Tracy and I hear from the back of the van: “My tooth!!!” This was a far cry from earlier in the day when we heard him screaming in pain, not wanting to eat breakfast, because his front tooth was bending over (poor guy…)
It’s hard to believe he’s seven.
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