A Lost Tooth

At around 4:30 in the morning, Trevor woke me up to tell me that his tooth was bleeding (well, technically not the actual tooth, but, you know....). This thing has been loose for weeks and weeks, but was still hanging in there somehow. I helped him get his mouth rinsed out, and took one last pic of the crazy, wiggly snaggletooth, before sending him back to bed. Everyone takes pictures at 4:30 am, don't they?
I knew we'd have a gap-toothed boy soon. And, sure enough, the tooth came out right after school. This is one seriously cute new look for Trevi.
There he goes, growing up again.