Friday, July 17, 2009
I always kind of expected my baby image of my son would be gone with that first front tooth, but I never imagined being startled when I looked at him - filled with pride and love sure, but also surprised to see the boy he's become.
That dark little hole in his smile is the physical manifestation of his growing independence. He's got thoughts and feelings that are completely his own now - a total person in his own right.
Now what do I do with my little collection of spurned incisors? I suppose one goes in the scrapbook?