Zuki hasn't gone anywhere but I've been missing him. Actually, I miss his teeth. Nobody needed to tell me this would happen because I felt the same way when he started to walk, talk and crap on his own. My little baby's growing up. Thank God for iPhoto to keep my sentimentality in check.
Once the fabulous four front teeth fall out, this is what you get.
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| Snow Gums |
I'll admit it was fun listening to him have trouble saying words that start with "th" or "d". Donuts suddenly become "nonuts" and don't even get me started with food. I've settled down with that although, recently I bought his favorite: Granny Smith apples (yes, I'll totally take pictures of him attempting to eat one).
This morning, I noticed his adult bottom teeth were way past the half-way point. Just like that.
So I spent forty-minutes bawling over his baby pictures trying to remember what his old smile used to look like.
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| Smile at 3yrs thanks to the Miami sun |
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| Smile at 5yrs after shoving his little brother down the slide |
If I'm this bad over his baby teeth, can you imagine what I'll do when he starts to grow facial hair?
Maybe I should start looking for full time work - like at the liquor store.
