One of Brooks' two front teeth popped through the gum last night. Everyone who knows him has grown to love that toothless grin. We just can't imagine him any different!
So today, as silly as it seems, I am mourning the loss of the smile we have known and loved for the past four, almost five years. I am mourning the loss of my sweet baby boy. Today, we officially cross over into new, uncharted territory that is boyhood.
Let's hope he still looks cute with those beaver teeth.
Somebody hold me...
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