Ezra and I discovered today that he has not one but two loose teeth! The bottom front two are wiggling around, although I’m not sure how long they’ve been loose because he didn’t notice them until I moved them myself this afternoon. I think he’s a little nervous about it, but he said he was OK.
I decided I better try to get some pictures of all of his perfect baby teeth. I tried to get him to just smile really big but here’s how that turned out.
Then I tried for the close-up, which is pretty good.
And this is my favorite.
Of course, Finn wanted to get in the picture-taking action too.
Always the tongue. Oy.