My big boy

We hit another milestone in our family this week, though I'm a little unsure how I feel about it.

When I picked Cade up from school on Friday he told me while demonstrating, that one of his bottom teeth was very loose. I shrieked with excitement for his sake, but at that very same moment I wanted to cry for my sake. Why do I do that? I feel as though every milestone in my children's lives are more grains of sand slipping through my hour glass. I really should be excited about this...right?

We came home and Cade proudly announced to his Daddy the good news. Kyle mentioned pliers. I thought he was out of his mind and just trying to scare the daylights out of our 5 year-old. Cade quickly took to the idea and tried to understand what exactly those pliers would do. We encouraged him to keep wiggling his tooth (or as he referred to it as "opening and shutting it) and when it was ready, we'd use the pliers to pull the tooth out.

During dinner that evening Cade was pretty annoyed with his loose tooth and it prevented him from being able to chew. He soon became really, really annoyed. So annoyed that he'd make this shrieking/growling noise after about every bite. I finally cut his dinner into teeny pieces and told him to just use his back teeth. Dinner was a lot more pleasant for him after that.

The next morning Cade begged Kyle to use the pliers and pull it out. Kyle told him we should wait a few more days until it got loose enough. Cade was so upset by this and begged Kyle with tears streaming down his cheeks to pull it out. Kyle and I later had a good laugh about this because we thought it should be the other way around-- Cade begging with tears for us not to yank his tooth out with pliers. As it turned out, the tooth was more than ready and it came out with little effort.

Cade was on cloud nine and we soon made the telephone rounds to report the exciting news that he lost his first tooth. Or as he said, "I lost my very tooth! And I'm not even six yet!"

Cute.

Savannah was really adorable about it all and was just as excited as Cade was about it. She's a great little cheerleader, that girl. No jealousy or disappointment that the moment didn't revolve around her--- just pure joy and elation that her big brother passed another milestone in his life. I could learn a lot from her if I let myself.

When evening came closer, Cade kept asking to go to bed. He couldn't wait to fall asleep so the tooth fairy could come visit. He wrote her a letter and left it under his pillow with the tooth. We'll have to upload the video of him reading it. It's pretty awesome.

This morning Cade ran into our room, excited to report he got a dollar bill from the tooth fairy. It was a very good morning for our little Cade. And I guess when they are happy, we are happy, right?

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My handsome boy just 6 days before! It's a little fuzzy but it's last shot of his mouth full of baby teeth.

Nursing the bleeding mouth. He's quite happy about it all.

Ta da!