Monday, 5 March 2012
The Doctor has lost his second top tooth over the weekend.
As he noted, it's the first tooth he's lost at home, all the others have fallen out at school - and only one made it home.
Not to worry. I wasn't pinning all my hopes and dreams on those lost teeth.
The Tooth Fairy came and went, and now he's checking his other teeth for wobblies - the Tooth Fairy is a lucrative deal.
It dawned on me today how big my boy is growing. He'll be seven before too long, which means I've been a mama for just as long.
There's the revelation that old people are right. The older you get, the quicker the time seems to pass. I can remember clutching that newborn to my chest after two hours of pushing.