And today, I nearly cried when I saw that same tooth sitting in Ralph's cupped palm at the winter concert at Jake's school. I'm not usually an emotional mom when it comes to these types of things, but it seems like Jake is getting bigger, taller, older and more mature each and every day and that the baby I once held is becoming less and less of a baby and more and more of a big boy. It hits me sometimes that my baby boy is no longer a baby. Times like today, when he lost his first tooth:
The left bottom tooth fell out, and now the right bottom tooth is creeping into the open space:
And he seemed all grown up last night, when he read a book to me, 62 pages all by himself with only a few words he needed help identifying.
Where did my tiny chubby-cheeked baby go?
*(I just realized in looking up the blog that the first tooth to fall out was the second one to grow in, but the first one is loose too.)
3 comments:
Memories, memories! Tell Jake we're very proud of his reading skills! Maybe he can read Geedah & Peepa a bedtime story next time.
Sweet that you made a full circle post, I enjoyed sharing your memory of Jake's first tooth! Congrats to Jake on this milestone!
Ha! I remember that day too! When I was reading the post I thought - Hey that's the pumpkin patch day! :) It's crazy the random things that stick in my head when I spend so much time pouring over other people's blogs in the process of making blog books.
Great reading Jake!!! We're in the thick of learning to read better and better every day. So fun!!!
Merry Christmas to you and your adorable family Kelly!
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